"I was always top in studies; I'm still top in every fvcking thing,"
"I bet not in bed, professor,"
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- #EnemiesToLovers
- #HateToLove
- #SlowBurn
- #ProfessorXStudent
- #TopYoongi
- #BottomJimin
- #SideShip: Namjin
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- Future smut 🔞
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AUTHOR'S POV
One week had passed, and now, just one day was left before the annual function. The entire university was filled with excitement and nervousness.
Everyone was busy with final preparations, making sure that everything was perfect for the big day. Students were practicing their performances again and again, not wanting to make a single mistake. But it was not just the students who were working hard—the professors also had a lot of responsibilities. They had to manage everything, check every detail, and ensure that the event went smoothly.
Among them, Jimin had the most pressure on his shoulders. He was responsible for everything related to the dance performances, from organizing the choreography to setting up the stage and making sure the lighting and music were perfect.
The whole week had been exhausting, with nonstop practice sessions and long hours spent on preparation. But even though it was tiring, Jimin felt proud watching the performances improve. Everyone had worked really hard, and now, they were doing amazing. All thanks to Lily and Jimin
During this whole week, Hana had not been seen at any of the dance practices. She also didn’t try to be around Yoongi like before. She still attended the university, but only as a professor, keeping her distance. She no longer looked for excuses to approach Yoongi or stay near him.
This made Jimin the happiest person. Just knowing that she was no longer hovering around his man gave him a sense of relief and satisfaction.
Even though the university was filled with excitement, most people still had no idea that Yoongi and Jimin were married. Only a few people knew the truth—those who had been there at Mr. Min’s birthday celebration.
Meanwhile, Yuna had been staying with them for the past week. She was surrounded by love and care from everyone. They all did their best to make her happy, spoiling her and helping her slowly regain her lost memories. Each day, she remembered small things, and even though it was a slow process, she was happy. This whole week had been one of the happiest times of her life because she finally had her family with her again.
Hoseok also made sure to visit her. He had come to see her four times in just one week, making sure she never felt alone.
As the clock struck 8 PM, the front door creaked open, and Yoongi and Jimin finally stepped inside their house, completely exhausted. Their bodies were drenched in sweat, their clothes clinging uncomfortably to their skin after hours of intense dance practice. Their legs ached, their arms felt sore, and their energy was drained, but the satisfaction of perfecting their performance made it all worth it.
Yoongi ran a hand through his damp black hair, pushing it back from his sweaty forehead as he climbed the stairs. "Finally, I remember all the steps," he muttered, his voice laced with relief. His body felt unbearably hot, and the sticky feeling of sweat made him desperate for a cold shower.
