Teenager || 𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐕

Chapter - 1

The cold wind found its way into the bedroom of an unknown man, who was peacefully sleeping. His eyes were closed, his long lashes casting soft shadows on his cheeks, making him look even more delicate under the warm sunlight filtering through the curtains.

But the tranquility didn’t last long. The man, with his messy blonde hair, was stirred awake by the sound of his phone ringing. Slowly, he rubbed his eyes with small fists, chasing away the remnants of sleep.

Finally opening his eyes, he turned toward the bedside table where his phone rested. Reaching out, he picked it up and glanced at the screen. A soft whine escaped his lips when he saw the caller ID.

Answering the call, his deep morning voice resonated, smooth and beautiful.

“What happened, hyung?” he asked directly, knowing his hyung rarely called without a reason.

“Taehyung, Aera and I came to Busan to visit our parents, but Soo Hee is still in Seoul. I need you to look after her until we’re back,” came the commanding voice from the other end.

Taehyung listened quietly, the weight of the request evident in his soft sigh. “Okay, hyung,” he replied obediently, as if accustomed to such tasks. The call ended abruptly, leaving him staring at the home screen of his phone.

With a heavy sigh, he placed the device back on the table and got out of bed. Stretching slightly, he headed to the bathroom.

Once inside, he stood before the large mirror, staring at his reflection. His tousled hair and puffy morning face made him frown. So messy, he thought, feeling a pang of self-consciousness.

He splashed cold water onto his face and looked up again. The reflection staring back at him seemed slightly better. Still, he sighed, resigning himself to another day.

Taehyung entered the kitchen, pondering what to make for breakfast. He wasn’t particularly skilled at cooking but always managed to prepare something edible with effort.

After a short while, he placed his breakfast on the dining table: a simple plate of an omelet paired with his favorite strawberry milkshake. It was the easiest recipe he knew, and thankfully, he could make it perfectly every time.

He ate in silence, scrolling through his phone with one hand. His thumb stopped on a particular account, and his eyes widened slightly as he opened the profile. The man in the pictures was undeniably attractive—muscular arms, sharp features, and a body that seemed carved from stone. Post after post showcased his impeccable physique.

Is he single? Taehyung wondered, scrolling further. There were no pictures hinting at a relationship—no girls or boys in sight. But the thought seemed ridiculous. Someone like him? Impossible. No one would miss the chance to be with him.

Shaking his head, Taehyung locked his phone and focused on his breakfast. “I should stop ogling strangers and just wait for the right one,” he murmured to himself.

After finishing his meal, he cleaned up, washed his hands, and headed back to his bedroom to get ready for work.

He chose a crisp white shirt and black pants that hugged his feminine frame perfectly. Running his fingers through his blonde hair, he gave it a final touch with a comb. Spotting his watch on the dressing table, he slipped it onto his wrist, grabbed his house keys, and headed out.

Locking the door behind him, he slipped the key into his left pocket and walked toward the main road. His house was conveniently located, but catching a taxi was still a challenge. After waiting for nearly 15 minutes, one finally stopped for him.

He climbed in and gave the address to the driver before leaning back. As the taxi drove through the bustling streets, Taehyung gazed out the window, lost in thought.

The car pulled up in front of a towering building. Taehyung stepped out, paid the fare, and looked up with a small smile. This company was his dream workplace, a symbol of his hard work and determination.

Inside, he was greeted warmly by his colleagues. The friendly atmosphere of the office always put him at ease—it wasn’t the kind of place where people clawed at each other for success or faced constant scoldings from their boss.

Taking his seat, Taehyung powered on his computer and got to work. His desk was piled with pending tasks, but he dove into them with unwavering focus.

A colleague approached him during the break, holding a steaming cup of coffee. “Hey, Taehyung, want to join me for a coffee run?”

Taehyung smiled politely and shook his head. “No, thank you, hyung. I’m not a fan of coffee.”

“Come on, it’s break time. Aren’t you going to eat something?” the man asked, sipping his drink.

“Not right now. I have work to finish before the afternoon,” Taehyung replied, his hands still flying over the keyboard.

His colleague nodded and walked away, leaving Taehyung to his task. Hours later, he leaned back with a sigh of satisfaction. The work was finally complete.

Gathering his belongings, he left the office and made his way to a nearby high school. The sight of students spilling out of the building, laughing and chatting with their friends, brought a nostalgic smile to his lips.

As he stood waiting, a young girl approached him with a bright smile.

“Uncle! I thought you’d forgotten to pick me up,” Soo Hee teased.

Taehyung chuckled, gently taking her bag. “How could I forget my favorite girl?”

They began walking toward the road when they noticed a group of boys kicking and yelling at someone lying on the ground. Alarmed, Taehyung rushed over, pulling the bullies away.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing? Is this how you behave?” he demanded, his stern voice silencing the group.

The boys glared but quickly dispersed without a word, unwilling to escalate things further. Taehyung shook his head in disbelief before turning his attention to the injured boy.

“You okay?” he asked gently, helping the boy sit up.

The boy flinched at first but relaxed under Taehyung’s calm demeanor. “Y-yeah... thanks,” he muttered, his voice shaky.

Taehyung smiled warmly, patting his shoulder. “It’s okay, kid. No need to thank me.”

Soo Hee handed the boy his bag, and Taehyung looked up to see a woman rushing toward them.

“Is he okay? Oh, thank you for helping my son,” she said, her voice filled with gratitude.

Taehyung waved it off. “It’s no problem. But... maybe you should talk to the school about this.”

The woman nodded, scolding her son for not avoiding trouble, though Taehyung noticed how the boy shrank under her words. As they walked away, he couldn’t help but feel sorry for the quiet, introverted boy.

“That happens a lot, doesn’t it?” Soo Hee’s voice broke the silence.

“What do you mean?” Taehyung asked, turning to his niece.

“He’s in my class. He’s really quiet—doesn’t talk to anyone.” Soo hee said

“whats his name ?” Taehyung asked

“Jeon Jungkook”

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" Eng is not my first language "

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