Professor Kim

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𝐘/𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞

It's been almost two weeks since we came back to Korea and everything is back to its routine. Me and Taehyung had many intimate moments.

Apart from that my university life is also going great but one thing is still going on in my head, him.

My ex-love, someone who was my everything at a moment of my life but i haven't told anyone about this, just Nabi.

It's not him, but the fact that I had to lie about it to Taehyungshii.

Suddenly I was interrupted by Harein calling my name informing me that Mr. Lin had arrived.

“Dear students, we are having a new student with us.” The professor informed us.

Suddenly that student entered the class, it's a boy.

He seems familiar, I don't know why!

“Good morning everyone, myself Kim Jiho, nice to meet you all. I hope we have a good bond.”

Fuck it! It's him.

Suddenly his eyes went on me, and our eyes locked together. He gulped hard.

Why the hell is he here in the first place!?
And what does he want from me after leaving me alone?

Nabi, who was sitting next to me, held my hands ensuring everything was okay.

She smiled at me slightly.

“ok, so Jiho, please go and sit wherever you like.” Professor said,

He walked forward, please just not near me. He came near me, looked at me but again started walking and went behind me and sat.

This isn't gonna work!

I need to tell Taehyung about this.

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Nabi, Harein, and I were sitting in the cafeteria, sipping coffee and chatting about random topics to distract me from the storm raging in my mind.

“This new boy looks good, but he kinda seems mysterious. Right, Yn?” Harein asked casually, her eyes following Jiho as he walked into the cafeteria.

My grip tightened on my cup. “I don’t know,” I muttered, avoiding looking in his direction.

“And anyway, our brother-in-law is the best!” Nabi said with a mischievous smile, trying to lighten the mood.

I smiled weakly, but my thoughts were elsewhere. I couldn’t stop thinking about how to handle this. Jiho being here, in the same space as Taehyung and me, was too much. I needed to end this before it spiraled out of control.

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I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to confront Jiho and get this over with. The past had no place in my life now, and I needed him to understand that. I waited until everyone left the campus and saw him standing near the library.

Taking a deep breath, I walked up to him.

“Jiho,” I said, my voice barely steady.

He turned around, his face lighting up with surprise and something else — regret?

“Yn,” he breathed. “I didn’t expect…”