Taehyung, a strict but caring math teacher, faces the challenge of managing his playful and rebellious students, Y/N and Jungkook. As he balances discipline with understanding, Taehyung's nurturing side reveals itself, showing how deeply he cares fo...
It was a crisp evening after classes at the school. Y/N, freshly out of her swimming lessons, wandered down the corridor with a carefree bounce in her step, her backpack slung over one shoulder. She hummed a cheerful tune, clearly in high spirits.
Turning a corner, Y/N spotted Taehyung making his way up the stairs, his arms laden with a stack of files and notebooks.
Without a second thought, Y/N trotted up to him, her face lighting up with a bright smile. "Good evening, sir!" she called out, her voice ringing with enthusiasm.
Taehyung, mid-step on the stairs, turned slightly toward her, his expression softening into a rare, small smile. "Good evening, Y/N. Finished with your practice?"
"Yes, sir!" Y/N replied cheerfully, approaching him with a bounce in her step. She extended her hands towards the stack of notebooks. "Let me help you with those!"
Taehyung hesitated for a moment, his eyes narrowing slightly as if he was trying to gauge her intentions. But seeing the genuine offer of help in her eyes and the cheerful grin on her face, he relented and handed over a few of the notebooks. "Alright, but don't think this means you're off the hook for any mischief," he said, his voice balancing between stern and teasing.
"Tell me honestly, Y/N, have you caused any trouble?" His eyes remained locked on hers, their seriousness softened by a trace of amusement, as if he was half-expecting her to come up with a mischievous excuse.
Y/N pouted slightly, adjusting her grip on the notebooks. "Sir, I swear I haven't caused any trouble. I'm a good girl, but you always think wrong about me," she complained with a whine in her tone.
Taehyung raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk curling at the corners of his lips. "A good girl, huh? I'll believe it when I see it."
Y/N's pout deepened, and a slight frown appeared on her face. "You just don't notice because you're too busy being grumpy."
Taehyung chuckled. "Grumpy? Is that what you call your teacher, Y/N?"
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Y/N shot him a mock-glare. "Yep! Grumpy with a capital G. You always scold me, even when I'm trying so hard to be a good girl." She quickened her pace, her frustration evident as she stomped her feet a little.
Taehyung shook his head, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Alright, alright. We'll see about that. Just be careful. The last thing I need is for us both to end up tumbling down the stairs."
Y/N huffed dramatically, her stubborn streak shining through. She moved even faster, her frustration palpable. Taehyung's tone shifted, becoming more serious. "Y/N, I said something to you."
Startled by the seriousness in Taehyung's voice, Y/N slowed down, mumbling with a hint of defiance, "You're scolding me again."
Taehyung sighed a little in response. As they made their way to Taehyung's office, he opened the door and gestured for Y/N to enter first. She walked in, still pouting, as he followed behind and closed the door.
