"I was always top in studies; I'm still top in every fvcking thing,"
"I bet not in bed, professor,"
Tags
- #EnemiesToLovers
- #HateToLove
- #SlowBurn
- #ProfessorXStudent
- #TopYoongi
- #BottomJimin
- #SideShip: Namjin
Warning ⚠️
- Future smut 🔞
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AUTHORS POV
Yoongi stormed into house, anger visible on his face. Nothing was affecting him but the, blonde, who said those things to him it directly hit on his ego.
Min Yoongi is not someone who forget things easily, he is the person who make them regret doing this.
"The person who dared to raise their voice on me they know what they get for doing this now it's your turn, Mr professor" he said to himself while taking seat on couch. His gaze was all our house finding his mom cause he couldn't see him mom today
"Mom.. mom" he called his mom but got no response. He thought she gone somewhere.
"I liked your, that attitude Park which I'll break by my hand's" he smirked in himself from when he came his mind is filled with professors thoughts.
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Other side
Blonde came in home. He threw his bag on bed and sat their angrily. As professor he always got respect even though he was youngest professor still everyone respect him to much but today something happened..
"How dare he to show me that attitude mannerless person "
"Now I decide to teach you some manners" he smirked.
"He looked mature but what he think himself.. is he prince or what?" Jimin shrugged his thoughts and came downstairs..
His lips automatically smiled looking at the person In front of him, it was Mrs Min.
JIMIN’S POV
I came downstairs slowly, my steps light, and as soon as I reached the living room my eyes softened. Mrs. Min was sitting there, her face glowing with warmth. I smiled immediately because she was really sweet, the kind of person who made you feel comfortable without saying anything.
Then my eyes shifted and fell on one man who looked like he was in his early 50s. His posture was strong, his eyes sharp but kind at the same time. I guessed right away — he must be Mr. Min.
I had heard so much about Min uncle from different people. How everyone respected him, how he built his empire from nothing, starting from zero and reaching here. A self-made man. Honestly, I really respected him even before meeting him. And now finally I was standing here, about to meet him face to face.
I walked first to Min aunty. Her smile widened when she saw me. I bent down a little and hugged her softly.
“How are you aunty?” I asked gently.
“I’m all good, Jimin,” she replied with the sweetest tone.
After that, I stood in front of Min uncle. My heart felt heavy with respect.
“I heard a lot about you and I finally met you,” I said, bowing politely.
But before I could straighten, he reached out and held my shoulders firmly. His touch was gentle but strong.
