Troublemaker

TROUBLE 10

As the school bell rang for recess, the bustling energy of the students filled the corridors. Laughter and chatter echoed off the walls as children dashed around, enjoying their break from classes. Meanwhile, Taehyung focused on preparing for his upcoming lecture. He meticulously crafted homework worksheets to address different problems, ensuring that students couldn't simply copy from one another. After finishing printing the worksheets, he felt the need for a caffeine boost and decided to head to the cafeteria for some coffee to fuel himself for the rest of the day.

However, just as he was about to leave, he heard a phone ringing nearby. Glancing at the screen, he noticed it was Y/N's mother calling. Curiosity piqued, he decided to answer the call, hoping to have a conversation about Y/N.

Before Taehyung could utter a word, a lively and energetic voice erupted from the phone. "Hello, sweetheart! How's my little one doing? Have you had your lunch yet?" Y/N's mother's voice rang out, filled with affection and warmth, assuming Y/N was on the other end.

Taehyung swiftly corrected her, "Ma'am, I'm Taehyung, Y/N's class teacher. I instructed her to submit her phone to my office before classes begin." Y/N's mother responded, "Oh, I see. So, you're her new math teacher."

Taehyung apologized, "I'm sorry for picking up the call abruptly" Y/N's mother quickly reassured him, "Oh, no need to apologize, sir. I've been wanting to talk to you myself, especially after hearing Y/N talk about you all the time. With a gentle giggle, Y/N's mother shared, "Whenever Y/N calls me, it's always about you. 'Mumma, Taehyung sir pulled my ear so hard,' or 'Mumma, Taehyung sir scolded me. and By now, you must have a good idea of how mischievous Y/N can be, right?" Taehyung chuckled softly before responding, "Yes, ma'am, I also wanted to discuss Y/N."

Y/N's mother responded cheerfully, "I know she can be a handful, but I must say, sir, you're the first teacher she's ever complained about. Usually, I'd get calls from every new teacher about her antics." As Taehyung listened to Y/N's mother speak with an upbeat tone, he gained insight into where Y/N might have inherited her bubbly personality from.

Y/N's mother continued, her voice tinged with both affection and concern. "You see, sir, Y/N is our baby girl, the youngest and the only daughter. We've always spoiled her a bit, I must admit. She's never been one to face consequences because, well, no one's had the heart to really scold her."

"She's a bit of a rebel, I suppose," she chuckled softly. "Does as she pleases without much thought, sometimes landing herself in trouble. But the thing is, she doesn't fear anyone, and that worries us."

"That's why we thought it best to send her to your school," she confessed, a hint of sadness in her tone. "Hoping she'd learn a bit of responsibility away from us. But I'll admit, it's been tough letting her go. And every now and then, I can't help but worry."

Taehyung listened empathetically, understanding the mother's concerns. "I understand, ma'am."

Y/N's mother expressed, "sir It would be immensely helpful if you could help bring her back on track. She seems to be genuinely intimidated by you."

Taehyung's reassuring tone came through clearly, "No worries, ma'am. Y/N is our responsibility as well. I'll make sure she gets back on the right path and excels in her life. Thank you for sharing your concerns about Y/N."

With a sense of relief evident in her voice, Y/N's mother replied, "Thank you, sir. I appreciate your understanding and willingness to guide her."

Taehyung reassured Y/N's mother with a gentle tone. "Don't worry, ma'am. Y/N is in good hands. If you'd like to talk to her, she's probably at the cafeteria with Jungkook."

Y/N's mother responded, "Sure, if you're heading there." Y/N's mother hesitated for a moment before expressing her another concern. "Sir, I have another favor to ask," she began. Taehyung encouraged her to share, assuring her that he was willing to help." Actually, Y/N is quite careless about eating, she's a really picky eater, and most of the time, she doesn't eat at the hostel, even if she tells me she has eaten. So, could you please...' Her voice trailed off slightly, conveying her uncertainty. 'I know it's a lot to ask, but could you at least scare her a little to eat properly and on time?"