𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐌𝐫. 𝐊𝐢𝐦 | 𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠 | 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚

Chapter 01

Yn's parents sat at the kitchen table, sipping their coffee and staring at the report card in front of them. Their expressions were a mix of concern and disappointment.

Her grades in the previous semester haven't been very good. She has always been an A student but this time her report card didn't have a single A+ instead it was filled with Bs and even a C on physics.

"Yn, can you come here for a minute?" her mom called out.

Yn walked into the kitchen, sensing something was off. "What's up?"

Her dad held up the report card. "Your grades, sweetie. They're...not great. What's going on?"

Yn shrugged, looking down. "I don't know. University's just been really hard lately, I guess."

Her mom frowned. "Hard? You're usually an A student. What's changed?"

Yn hesitated, unsure of how to explain. "I just...I don't know. It's all just really overwhelming, okay?"

Her parents exchanged a worried glance. "We need to do something about this," her dad said gently.

"I think we should consider hiring a private tutor," Yn's mom suggested, her brow furrowed with concern.

Yn's eyes widened in protest. "No way! I don't need some boring tutor breathing down my neck."

Her dad leaned forward, his voice firm but calm. "Yn, your grades are slipping. We need to do something to help you get back on track."

"But why can't I just figure it out myself?" Yn argued, crossing her arms.

"Because, sweetie, you're clearly struggling," her mom replied. "A tutor can give you the extra support and attention you need."

Yn scowled, feeling a surge of frustration. "This is so unfair. You're always trying to control everything I do."

Her dad sighed. "We're just trying to help, Yn. We want to see you succeed."

"Well, maybe if you stopped suffocating me, I could actually focus on my schoolwork," Yn shot back, her voice rising.

Her parents exchanged a worried glance, and for a moment, the kitchen was silent except for the sound of Yn's heavy breathing.

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"Remember, Yn, your tutor is coming tomorrow at 11 am," her mom said, as she applied her makeup.

Yn rolled her eyes, lying on her bed. "I know, I know. You've told me like, a million times already."

Her dad poked his head into her room. "We wouldn't have left you here alone, but since your grandma really wants to see us, we have to go, so make sure you're home by 10 pm. And don't forget, your tutor will be here tomorrow, so be on your best behavior."

Yn groaned, throwing her pillow at the door. "I'm not a kid, you know. I can take care of myself."

Her mom gave her a stern look. "We know you can, sweetie, but we're just reminding you. And please, try to be open-minded tomorrow. This is a great opportunity for you to get extra help."

Yn sighed, flopping back onto her bed. "Fine. Whatever."

Yn felt a sense of dread wash over her. Her parents are leaving for their hometown while she is stuck with a tutor.

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As soon as her parents closed the front door behind them, Yn let out a sigh of relief. She was finally alone, and she could start plotting how to get rid of the tutor.

She flopped onto the couch, grabbing the remote control and starting to scroll through TV channels. But her mind wasn't on the TV shows - it was on the tutor.

"Okay, so he is coming tomorrow at 11 am," she thought, scowling. "I need to come up with a plan to make that old hag leave."

Yn started brainstorming, thinking of all the ways she could make the tutor's life difficult. She could be rude, or annoying, or just plain uncooperative.

A sly grin spread across her face as she thought of all the ways she can use to make her tutor's life miserable.

Just as she was starting to feel satisfied with her plan, Yn heard a noise coming from outside. She looked out the window and saw...nothing. Shrugging, she went back to her plotting.

But little did she know, her tutor was not what she's assuming him to be.

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Yn groggily opened her eyes to the sound of the doorbell ringing nonstop. She cursed under her breath, wondering who could be visiting at such an early hour. She didn't even bother to check the time, assuming it was still early morning.

She threw off her covers and got out of bed, still in her oversized white shirt and messy hair from sleep. She didn't bother to change or even brush her hair, assuming it was just a delivery or something.

As she made her way to the door, the doorbell continued to ring, and Yn's annoyance grew. Who could be so persistent?

She finally reached the door and flung it open, ready to give the person a piece of her mind.

But her words died on her lips as she took in the sight of the handsome man standing at her door.

The man cleared his throat seeing her staring at him with big doe eyes, as he introduced himself. "Hi! I'm Kim Taehyung, your private tutor."

Yn's eyes widened in shock as she stared at the handsome stranger standing at her door. She couldn't believe that this was her tutor! She had been expecting an old, boring person, not a young, hot guy.

She keeps staring at him, taking in his every feature. Her eyes traveled down from his face to his plain black shirt, neatly tucked in his blue jeans, followed by white sneakers.

Her eyes again moved up to his face, still ogling as her gaze finally stopped on his eyes, as he raised an eyebrow when their gaze met.

Her cheeks heated up in embarrassment, realizing she was literally checking out her new tutor like he is a full course meal and moreover didn't even reply to his greeting.

"H-hello, Mr. Kim!"