Jungkook stumbled out of the club, the cool night air hitting him like a slap in the face. He hailed a taxi and gave the driver his address, sinking back into the seat as the car pulled away from the curb.
When he got home, he stumbled into the living room, dropping his keys on the table. That's when he saw it - Y/N's college ID, sitting on the coffee table.
He picked it up, studying it. Y/N's smile stared back at him, her eyes sparkling with innocence. Jungkook gaze lingered on her face, his thoughts jumbled.
"Stupid girl" Saying this jungkook tossed the ID back on the table, stumbling towards his bedroom.
The next morning, Y/N trudged through the university hallways, still half asleep. She had an early class of professor Jeon, and she was not looking forward to it.
"Stupid Professor Jungkook and his stupid early classes," she muttered to herself as she turned a corner. "Who does he think he is, anyway? Mr. Perfect with his perfect height, why is he so taller than me Why does the coconut tree need an early morning class Ugh, I can't stand him."
Just then, she heard a familiar voice behind her.
"Who are you calling the coconut tree "
Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she spun around to see Jungkook standing behind her, a sly smile spreading across his face.
"Ah! Professor! I was talking to myself" she exclaimed, trying to cover up her earlier outburst.
Y/N's eyes widened as Jungkook took a step closer, his eyes locked on hers. She took a step back, but her back hit the wall, trapping her.Jungkook hands shot out, pining her to the wall.
Jungkook's smile grew wider as he held out her college ID. "You dropped this yesterday at my home, Y/N," he said, his voice low and husky.Y/N's heart raced as she took her ID from him, their fingers touching briefly. Jungkook eyes never left hers, his gaze burning with intensity.
"You know, Y/N," Jungkook said, his voice dripping with seduction. "I think you're the only student I have who cusses me out before class."
Y/N's face burned with embarrassment. "I-I was just..."
Jungkook eyes locked on hers, his gaze piercing. "Don't apologize, Y/N. I like your spirit."
Y/N's heart skipped a beat as Jungkook
face inches closer to hers. She could feel his warm breath on her skin, making her tremble.
"But," Jungkook whispered, his voice low and husky. "I think it's time you learned some respect."
Y/N's eyes widened as Jungkook hand reached out, his fingers tracing her jawline. She felt a shiver run down her spine as he leaned in closer.
"Meet me in my office after class, Y/N," Jungkook whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "We'll discuss your... attitude."
Y/N nodded, her heart racing with anticipation. She knew she was in trouble.
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Forbidden Lecture
RomanceI'm not your baby," she snarled. "I'm not anyone's toy. I have my own life, my own choices, and I refuse to be a part of this twisted fantasy of yours." Jungkook chuckled, the sound sending chills down her spine. "Raise your voice again," he said, h...
