"I was always top in studies; I'm still top in every fvcking thing,"
"I bet not in bed, professor,"
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- #HateToLove
- #SlowBurn
- #ProfessorXStudent
- #TopYoongi
- #BottomJimin
- #SideShip: Namjin
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JIMIN'S POV
He took him. He really took my Yoon. Just like that. In front of everyone. In front of me.
How could he?
How could Hoseok do that?
I know Yoon didn’t do anything wrong. It was a fucking accident. That’s all it was. An accident. But Hoseok is treating him like a criminal—as if he meant to hurt someone. He didn’t. I know he didn’t.
I need to prove him wrong.
I wiped my tears with the back of my hand. No more crying. Not now.
I can’t fall apart. Not when Yoon needs me. I need to be strong. Strong for him. Strong to bring him back. Strong to fight whatever comes next.
I looked around the room.
Mom was sitting on the couch, crying silently, like all her strength had left her body. Her shoulders were shaking, and her hand kept pressing against her chest like it hurt to breathe.
Papa was on the phone, pacing back and forth, calling every powerful name he knew, trying to pull every string he could. His voice was tense, full of worry. I had never seen him look this helpless before.
Then I noticed Yuna, standing in the corner. She looked completely frozen, like her world had just shattered. Her eyes weren’t blinking, her hands clenched in front of her like she didn’t know what to do. I could understand her pain. I really could. She didn’t mean for any of this to happen either.
Across the room, Jungkook and Taehyung were about to head out. But Jungkook paused, turned around, and said with a firm voice, "I’ll find the best lawyer in Seoul for my Hyung."
And then they left.
Namjoon stood nearby, one hand covering his mouth, eyes still wide like he was trying to process everything. He didn’t speak, not at first. But then Jin hyung stepped beside him and gently patted his back, grounding him.
"Papa, everything will be alright," I told him softly, even if I wasn’t sure myself. I had to believe it. For Yoon.
Namjoon turned to me. "Jimin… we need to prove him wrong."
I nodded firmly. My voice didn’t shake this time.
"Yes, Namjoon. We need to."
And I meant it with everything I had. Because I wasn’t going to let the man I love be taken away for something he didn’t do.
