The Bad Girl || JJK | Complete

Epilogue

Jungkook POV

Red and gold leaves blow across my path as I cross the street, and I turn up the collar of my coat against the fall chill. Inside, however, I'm warm, because I'm headed home.

To her.

See, despite all the shit with Lee, and everything blowing up like it did, Yn did end up heading to Harvard. As it turns out, even in a snob-nosed and financially corrupt town like West Haven, a teacher threatening the future of a student and demanding sexual favors is, well, looked down on.

 The administration wasn't exactly happy with me either, I'll say that, but they also didn't object to me personally leading the investigation into Lee's questionable scruples, especially when it came to Yn's history with him as a teacher. Turns out, if people had bothered to dig deeper than Lee's word, they would have seen what I'd guessed all along: Yn didn't fail any classes her senior year, he'd goddamn nuked her grades after she'd told him to stop trying to put his fucking hands on her. The whole incident with his car, and then being caught with a stolen beer in the library the following week had all been fallout from her finding out about Kim Aera and what he'd done to her. People act out, and she'd done so exactly how I'd expect my perfect storm to.

We dug deeper, and it turns out it'd also been Lee who'd then leaned on her economic professor, Dr. Snell, to fail her there too.

Fuck that shit.

They — well I — also reached out to and convinced the Kim's family to speak up again, and this time, I made damn sure people fucking listened to them.

And they did.

Lee didn't go to jail or anything, like he should have, but he did get booted from Thornbull. I also called in some favors with some ex-jarheads I know, who went to his house and basically took their time with him. He now has the word "rapist" tattooed across his forehead, and as far as I've been told, won't have an easy time getting an erection basically ever again.

Fuck him.

The wind hits me and I duck down our street right off the Harvard campus. So, she's here now, at school where she belongs, with a clean permanent record and everything about that car incident expunged from her record.

And wouldn't you know it, she's still fucking her professor.

Not Headmaster, Professor.

See, my staying at Thornbull was honestly never going to happen. I knew that the second I crashed into Lee's classroom. And I definitely knew it when I kissed her in front of half the school. And I'd do it all over again, a million times.

 Hell, I'd known I wasn't long for Thornbull the second I'd walked into my office and set my eyes on Yn. And really, Headmaster wasn't for me. It wasn't teaching, it was just directing, and I'd done enough that in the service. I wanted to teach, like my mother. I wanted to foster learning and help minds grow and expand, and I wasn't going to do that as the school's task master and rule maker.

So I quit.

 Well, no, the town paid me to leave. Same difference though. Technically, I'd done no wrong. What'd happened with Yn and I was inappropriate, for sure, but seeing as she was eighteen, and a legal adult, and it was all obviously consensual, the only real foul was that I was her Headmaster, and things had happened on school grounds.