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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Yoongi POV:
'I fucking hate it... waking up early in the morning for that shitty camp!! They didn't even allow phones or anything,' I mumbled to myself while parking my bike in the dimly lit parking lot. The cold morning air hit me like a slap in the face. I noticed Namjoon's sleek black car was already parked, and I wondered how he managed to get here so early.
I walked towards the group of students, finding Namjoon standing with his arms crossed, his eyes fixed on me. "So he's here already?" I thought, feeling a mix of relief and annoyance.
It was still dark and cold outside, but everyone was gathered there, chatting and laughing, and the bus was also parked, its engine humming softly. I was looking for Namjoon when my eyes fell on the professors. I noticed Jin Hyung and Jimin talking in hushed tones, their faces serious. Jimin was gesturing animatedly with his hands, his specs slipping down his nose, while Jin Hyung listened intently, one hand in his pocket.
"You look creepy, stop staring," I flinched when I suddenly heard Namjoon's voice behind me. I felt like I got caught red-handed.
"I was not staring, okay!!"
Namjoon smirked at me, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Yeah, I know that..."
"Where were you? I was looking for you for a long time?" I asked, trying to sound nonchalant.
"That fashion star called me," he said while rolling his eyes, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Heck, why is he stealing everything that's mine?" I said unknowingly, my voice rising in frustration.
"Oh gosh, you just accepted Jimin is yours, and I'm also your best friend," Namjoon teased, his smile widening.
"I never said that," I protested, feeling my face heat up. I noticed Jhope talking with a bunch of girls, his charm and charisma on full display.
"You lie so much, Hyung."
"Let's go, they're calling us," I said as I saw the principal calling everyone towards them, his voice booming across the parking lot. Everyone circled around the principal, their faces eager and excited.
"I'm so happy seeing everyone's happy faces," the principal said.
"Happy face? I'm literally forced to come!! This oldie will sleep at home and send us there," I whispered to Namjoon, my voice was barely audible.
"Oh, Hyung, let me hear what he's talking about," Namjoon whispered back, with done face.
"All the best, you all. Make beautiful memories, beautiful friends, and beautiful relationships." Everyone laughed at the principal's words, their faces filled with joy and anticipation.
