A sweet but stubborn young lady named Y/N comes from a wealthy family. After losing her parents, she had to live in the house of her late father's best friend. His son, Jungkook, was a college student at the time. However,
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Y/N and her teacher Ms. Aera, walked to the Principal's office and entered after receiving permission from Mr. Lee Hajoon an elderly man in his late fifties who was seated at his desk, reviewing school documents.
The Principal glanced up from his paperwork and responded "Morning, Ms. Aera. Please proceed."
He then turned his attention to Y/n, a hint of sarcasm in his tone as he said, "Welcome again, Ms. Kang. Now.. what trouble have you caused this time?"
She rolled her eyes and retorted "Ask her" pointing at Ms. Aera, who was taken aback by her attitude.
Ms. Aera thought to herself "She really has no manners" as she looked at her.
"Don’t be shocked, new teacher. After all, this was my second home" she added with a sarcastic edge. "Am I right Mr. Oldy?" she said her tone dripping with disdain.
"Behave.. Ms. Kang" Mr. Lee snapped his temper rising as he slammed his hand on the desk. His nostrils flared as he glared at her.
"Whatever" she muttered rolling her eyes. Ignoring both the Principal and Ms. Aera she walked over to the couches in the corner of the offic dropped her bag on the floor sighed and sat down. She picked up the Rubik's cube from the small glass table in front of her.
The Principal shifted his gaze back to Ms. Aera as she began to explain what had transpired in the school corridor.
After listening Mr. Lee groaned and massaged his temples and closed his eyes to control his frustration. He then picked up the office phone and dialed a number to contact someone.
𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙶𝙺𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝙿𝙾𝚅. 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲.
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After receiving the call I rushed to the university parking lot where my Hyundai IONIQ 5 was parked. I grabbed the car keys from my back pocket unlocked the door, started the engine, and drove off toward her school.
The call had been from her principal, once again complaining about she causing trouble. This wasn't the first time she had been in a fight; it seemed she had a knack for it.
Y/N was the daughter of my father's best friend, and she was one of the most stubborn individuals I had ever met.
The only child of Mr. Kang Daehyun a businessman and Mrs. Kang Seoyun.a fashion designer she came from one of the wealthiest families in Korea.
