TAEKOOK (SHOT MOVIES )

IN LOVE WITH THE SCHOOL AMABESDER 💦🔞💝( PART-1)

At KOREAN INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL
THE NAME     ..... Kim Taehyung

He wasn't just a senior - he was the senior.
Top of the athletics team, face of every school campaign, ambassador of the student body, and the reason most students showed up early just to catch a glimpse. With striking visuals and an effortless charm, Taehyung wasn't just popular - he was adored, admired, envied. Girls dreamed about him. Boys looked up to him. Teachers trusted him.

He was perfect. Untouchable.

And then... there was Jeon Jungkook.

A 10th grader.
A junior.
Soft-spoken, polite, and completely ordinary - or so everyone thought.

To the school, Jungkook was just another student. He kept his head down, turned in his homework, and sometimes got caught staring at Taehyung a little too long during morning assemblies. People assumed it was a harmless crush - after all, who didn't admire Taehyung?

But behind closed doors, away from the school's buzzing halls and curious stares, things were different.

Jeon Jungkook was Kim Taehyung's boyfriend.

It was a secret no one could even imagine.
A junior dating the school's golden senior? Impossible. Laughable. Unreal.

But it was real - tender, intense, and hidden beneath layers of secrecy.

Jungkook, the soft bottom in their quiet, passionate relationship, was floating ever since they got together. To him, Taehyung wasn't just a school star - he was his world. His late-night texts. His stolen kisses between classes. His comfort. His chaos.

And while the rest of the school whispered fantasies about dating Taehyung...

The real fantasy was already living in Jungkook's chest.

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10th Grade - Class 10 A

The ceiling fan creaked in a slow, lazy rhythm above the students' heads, stirring barely enough air to keep anyone awake. The late morning sun filtered through half-drawn curtains, casting golden lines across faded desks.

Mrs. Z's voice echoed gently through the room, reading aloud from the open literature book in her hand.
Her tone was rich and practiced, as she recited lines from Shakespeare's most delicate love poem - something about stolen glances and unspoken longing.

A few students scribbled notes. Some fought to keep their eyes open. But Jeon Jungkook, sitting in the third row by the window, was somewhere else entirely.

Not lost in the poem.

Lost in him.

A face flashed in his mind - sharp jaw, deep voice, those intense eyes that softened only when they were alone. Kim Taehyung.

Jungkook's fingers clenched his pen tighter. Just thinking about last night - the whispered words, the slow kiss outside the gym, the way Taehyung had pressed their foreheads together before leaving - it made his ears go warm.

He didn't even hear his name at first.

"Jeon Jungkook!" Mrs. Z called again, a little louder now, making the whole class turn.

Jungkook blinked, snapping back to the classroom.

"Y-Yes, Ma'am?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Since you're clearly daydreaming, I'm sure you'll have no problem explaining the next extract. Stand up and read."

A few giggles floated from the back of the class. Jungkook's ears burned.

He stood slowly, heart racing, eyes flickering nervously toward the text on the page - and then for a brief, uncontrollable second, his eyes darted toward the open classroom door.