Want so bad (Ms)

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Third-person pov:

"The Omega, Jisung, stood before his class, his eyes shining with enthusiasm. 'Listen, everyone! When the numerator is greater than the denominator, it's called an improper fraction. We can convert it into a mixed fraction. And when the numerator is less than the denominator, it's called a proper fraction.' The students, captivated by Jisung's infectious passion for teaching, hung on to his every word. Well, almost all of them - except for a few mischievous ones.

Jisung's class was the highlight of the day for most students, and he took great pride in making complex concepts easy to understand. Just as he was about to continue his lesson, a tiny voice piped up,

'Teacher, Taehyung is pinching my cheeks!' Jimin stood up, his cheeks flushed and swollen.

Jisung's expression turned stern, but his tone remained gentle, 'Taehyung, why did you do that? Jimin might get hurt.' He knelt down beside the little boy, patting his head reassuringly.

Taehyung pouted, 'But Teacher, his cheeks are so squishy!'

Jisung chuckled and said, 'I understand, Taehyung, but see how red Jimin's cheeks are now? We can't pinch them just because they're squishy.' The teacher's words were met with a sheepish grin from Taehyung.

Just then, the bell rang, signaling the start of lunch. 'Alright, class, you're free to go!' Jisung announced, crouching down to the two boys. 'Taehyung, apologize to Jimin.'

Taehyung's face lit up with a bright smile, 'Sorry, Jimin ah!' Jimin smiled back, 'It's okay, Taehyung. Do you want to share some cheese balls? My mom packed some for me.' Taehyung's eyes widened, '

And I have strawberries!'

As the two boys excitedly chattered, Jisung stood up, about to head to the staff room, when Taehyung suddenly jumped up and pinched his cheeks.

'Sorry, Teacher! I've wanted to do that for a long time!' Taehyung giggled and ran off, dragging Jimin with him.

Jisung couldn't help but laugh at the mischievous antics of his students. With a warm heart, he headed to the staff room, where he found his friend, Sunoo, the art teacher, waiting for him. Sunoo was a butterfly of the school, loved by everyone, and Jisung was no exception.

As they sat down to eat, Sunoo exclaimed, 'Jisung hyung, how was your class?' Jisung stuffed his food into his mouth like a squirrel, 'Not bad, Sunoo. Your class must have been amazing, as always.'

Sunoo beamed with pride, 'Actually, a student named Jungkook did an incredible artwork. I'm planning to display it at the school entrance.' Jisung's eyes lit up, 'I can't wait to see it!'

Just then, a call from the principal interrupted their conversation. Jisung attended the call, his heart racing slightly.

'Yes, sir?'

'Come to my cabin after lunch,' the principal said, and hung up.

Jisung's mind raced as he headed to the principal's cabin. What could this be about? He knocked on the door, 'May I come in, sir?' 'Yes,' the principal replied.

As Jisung entered, the principal explained,

'The Chuvi Club is organizing a competition for kids, and I want to send some of your students to participate in the music category. If they win, it will greatly benefit their future careers, and the club will provide financial support as well.' Jisung's heart skipped a beat as he glanced at the competition details.

The date was just three days before his heat, which meant he might experience pre-heat symptoms during that time.

The principal continued, 'I trust you, Jisung. Take good care of your students, and don't worry about the other participants. Their respective teachers will handle them.' Jisung bowed, 'Yes, sir.'

As he left the cabin, Jisung couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. His hormones weren't weak, but the still he was afraid. He would have to wear his scent blockers and hope for the best.

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Jiminie pookie😍
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