Forbidden Lecture

chapter 17

The next morning, Y/N woke up with a start, her eyes puffy from crying. She groggily reached for her phone to check the time. 8:00 AM. Panic set in. She had Professor Lee's class first period.Relieved that Jungkook wasn't her first-period teacher, Y/N gathered her courage and got ready for class. As she walked to campus, Y/N's anxiety grew. What would Jungkook say? Would he apologize? Or would he push her further?

Professor Lee's class passed in a blur. Y/N mind wandered, replaying the events of the previous night.As the class ended, Y/N made a split-second decision. She would not attend Jungkook class. Instead, Y/N headed to the library, seeking refuge in its quiet atmosphere. She settled into a corner table, surrounded by stacks of dusty books. The silence enveloped her like a sanctuary.She became engrossed in the words on the page, momentarily forgetting her fears.

Just as she was starting to relax, a low whisper tickled her ear.

Y/N's heart skipped a beat. Goosebumps spread across her skin as she recognized Jungkook's voice.

She spun around, her eyes locking onto his.

Jungkook stood before her, his lean figure towering over her, his piercing gaze holding her captive.

"Good afternoon, baby girl," Jungkook said, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down her spine.

Y/N heart skipped a beat.

"Miss me?" Jungkook asked, his eyes glinting with amusement, as if he knew the answer Already.

Y/N'm mind raced, memories of their last encounter flooding her thoughts. She tried to push them away, but Jungkook proximity made it impossible.Before she could respond, Jungkook fingers traced her lips, sending shivers down her spine.

Y/N's eyes snapped open, and she pushed Jungkook away, her hands firm on his chest.

"Stay away from me, Jungkook," Y/N warned, her voice trembling.

But the Jungkook smile never wavered. "Can't do that, baby girl."

Y/N turned, escaping to the bookshelf, trying to put distance between them. She ran her fingers over the spines of the books, trying to calm her racing thoughts.
But Jungkook followed, his footsteps silent on the library floor.He stood behind her, his chest against her back, his breath whispering against her ear.

"You look so beautiful when you're flustered," Jungkook whispered.

And with that, he brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

"I wonder what you'd look like, spread out on this library floor," Jungkook whispered.

Y/N's eyes widened.

"Your hair splayed out, your lips parted," Jungkook continued.

Y/N's breath caught.

"Your skin flushed, your eyes begging for me," Jungkook whispered.

Y/N's hands tightened around the bookshelf, her knuckles white.

"Jungkook, stop," Y/N repeated.

But Jungkook's words only grew more provocative.

"I'd kiss every inch of you," Jungkook whispered.

Y/N's anger boiled over, and she raised her hand to slap Jungkook. But before her palm could connect with his cheek, Jungkook's fingers wrapped around her wrist, holding her in place.

"Not this time, baby girl," Jungkook whispered, his eyes glinting with mischief.

Y/N's eyes flashed with anger, but Jungkook's grip only tightened. He pinned her hand to the bookshelf, his body pressing against hers.

"Let me go," Y/N demanded.

Jungkook's smile grew wider. "No."

Y/N tried to wriggle free, but Jungkook's hold was unyielding.

Y/N's voice rose in protest, but Jungkook's finger pressed against her lips, silencing her. "We are in a library, baby," he whispered, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

Y/N's cheeks flushed as Jungkook's gaze drifted down her body. His eyes lingered on her skirt, and a sly smile spread across his face. "Don't think this skirt is too short, do you?" Jungkook asked, his voice low and husky.Y/N's heart skipped a beat as Jungkook's hand drifted down her thigh. His touch sent shivers through her body, and she felt her resolve weakening.

Jungkook's fingers only traced patterns on her skin, sending waves of desire through her. "You're tempting me," Jungkook whispered, his breath dancing across her ear.Y/N's eyes locked onto Jungkook's, searching for a glimmer of restraint. But his gaze burned with intensity, melting her resistance.

"Stop," Y/N pleaded, her voice barely audible.

But Jungkook's touch grew bolder. His fingers slid under her skirt, grazing her inner thigh. Y/N's breath caught, and her eyes fluttered closed.

"Jungkook," Y/N whispered, her voice trembling.

"Shh," Jungkook whispered back, his lips brushing against her ear. "I'll be gentle."

Y/N's eyes snapped open, and she pushed against Jungkook chest. "Stop, Jungkook," she pleaded, her voice trembling.

But Jungkook grip is only tightened. His fingers slid deeper under her skirt, sending shivers through her body. Y/N's heart raced as she realized his intentions.

"Let me go," Y/N demanded, trying to sound firm.

Jungkook smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "No," he whispered.

Y/N's hands slid up Jungkook arms, grasping for leverage. But Jungkook muscles were unyielding.

Just as Jungkook fingers were about to reach her private area, Y/N determination kicked in. With a surge of adrenaline, she lifted her knee and slammed it into Jungkook stomach.

Jungkook doubled over, gasping for breath. "Ah!" he groaned.

Y/N seized the opportunity, turning to flee

Y/N stormed out of the library, her heart still racing from the encounter with Jungkook. She didn't hesitate, marching straight to the principal's office.

She stood outside the door, taking a deep breath to gather her courage. Her hand trembled as she knocked on the door.

"Enter," a deep voice called out.

Y/N hesitated, then spoke loudly, "I'm coming, sir."

With newfound determination, Y/N pushed open the door and stepped inside.
Principal Kim sat with his back to her, facing the window.

Y/N's voice shook, but she stood tall. "Sir, I need to report something."

Principal Kim remained still, his gaze fixed outside.

"It's Jungkook, sir," Y/N continued. "He...he's been harassing me."

The silence was oppressive, but Y/N pressed on.

"He's been touching me, saying inappropriate things...and just now, in the library..."

"Sir" she called out.

the chair behind the desk slowly began to swivel. Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she caught sight of the occupant's face.

Her eyes widened in horror.

It couldn't be.