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
Why he became this much angry because of picture? 'who is she?'
There was numerous questions inside my mind, but I shrugged them aside as soon my eyes landed on watch showing time.
"Heck I'll be late for university" i said to myself. My jaw clenched hard seeing my fav clothes which were nothing, but looking like, trash.
"I'll take my revenge from you, mr husband" thinking this my lips curved into smirk.
I cleared all mess which was created by yoongi. I took my belongings which I always carry with me in university.
'Today I'm feeling weird, new feeling maybe because it will me my first day of university after marriage? I can't believe on first day i shared bed with that rude person arghh!!'
I came downstairs managing my expressions not wanting to spoil mom and Papa's mood, telling what their son did.
"Oh jimin come here sit I'll serve you breakfast" as soon i stepped, i heard mom's voice which was enough to make me smile.
"Good morning mom" i said. I saw papa who also came downstairs after being ready.
"Good morning papa" I greeted him as his eyes fell on me.
"Good morning son" he said coming toward me he pat my head.
I saw that cold, rude Min Yoongi sitting on the dining chair like nothing happened. His face was still red with anger. 'Just because of one picture?' This question kept swirling in my mind.
"I thought you both wouldn't go to university, at least not the next day after the marriage," Mom said as she placed food on the dining table. I took a seat beside Yoongi, who was looking down at his plate.
"No, Mom, it's urgent. We can't take holidays," I said, but he wasn't paying attention at all. 'Why so angry?'
"Yoongi, say something," Mom finally said.
"You really expect normal behavior from him?" Papa said, and I didn't like it.
"Still want me to say something, Mom?" Yoongi slammed his hand on the dining table and got up. I flinched for a second.
"WHAT IS THIS BEHAVIOR, YOONGI?" Papa said a bit louder.
"What do you want, Mr. Min? When I'm silent, you have a problem. When I'm speaking, you have a problem. Just tell me if you have a problem with me, my existence," Yoongi was also angry.
"Yoon..." Mom tried to stop both of them.
"Lower your voice and don't forget everything because of you..." Papa's expression suddenly changed. 'What did Dad mean?' He looked around.
"Now, be good. You're married; you have someone's responsibility now," he looked at me for a second, and we made eye contact.
"Y-Yoon!" Unknowingly, it came out of my mouth, but he had already left. He took his bike key from the table and left angrily.
