Min Yoongi is a cold and rude person who is forced to marry Park Jimin, a strict and disciplined professor. Jimin wants to help Yoongi become a better person, but will their marriage really work?
"Yes, I'm mannerless. Want to teach me, Professor Pa...
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Jimin pov
"Is anyone there?" a voice called out from outside.
A glimmer of hope sparked within us, and we rushed towards the door. "Yes! We're here!" Yoongi shouted, relieved that someone had finally come to our rescue.
"Ohh gosh, finally!!" I exclaimed as we approached the door. I took secure steps, knowing it was still dark outside.
"Hello, open the door!" Yoongi impatiently demanded.
"Yes, yes, wait, I'm opening," the man from outside replied. Finally, I felt relieved, knowing I could go home now.
I saw him tugging his backpack on his shoulder. I glanced outside and noticed that the rain had stopped, but the weather was still gloomy.
Finally, someone opened the door, and as soon as they did, we quickly looked down, momentarily blinded by the sudden flash of light in our eyes.
"How did you both get stuck here?" the watchman asked, holding a torch in his hands.
"We don't know, someone locked us in," Yoongi replied.
"How did you know we were here? I thought you didn't notice us when Mr. Min was trying to call you," I asked him.
"Mr. Park, the principal, called me and said your parents were worried. Your phone was switched off, and you hadn't reached home yet. So, I checked all the classrooms, and finally, I found you in the library," the watchman explained. I knew my parents must be really worried.
"Let's go now, the weather isn't good," Yoongi said in a cold tone.
"Yes," I replied shortly.
The watchman guided us through the darkness, illuminating our path with his torch. Both of our parents must be worried sick... our phones were switched off.
I glanced at Yoongi, who was walking with an expressionless face.
Suddenly, I remembered when he was comforting me, he asked, "Are you scared?" and I replied, "Don't show fake care." Did I sound rude? Maybe, yes...
As soon as we arrived in the parking lot, we saw no one there except the watchman, Yoongi, and me. Thank God the rain had stopped, but we could still see the occasional flash of lightning.
"Thank you, Watchman Uncle," Yoongi said gratefully.
"It's my job, Mr. Min," the watchman replied before leaving.
I grabbed my car keys and noticed him sitting on his bike. "He's going on a bike in this weather? But why do I even care?" I wondered to myself.
Shrugging off my thoughts, I got into my car. However, when I tried to start it, it wouldn't budge. "What the heck," I muttered in frustration.
I saw Yoongi getting ready to leave. "Is he going to leave me alone?" I thought worriedly.
I made another attempt to start the car, but it was no use. "What the heck! Why does this always happen to me?" I exclaimed, stepping out of the car and checking the bonnet. I couldn't figure out what the problem was.
