65

2.8K 183 163
                                        


TARGET:100 COMMENTS.(Infront of lines pls.)








..........





Only tae and Yn were there in Jungkook's office waiting for him nervously.

Both of them avoided his eyes when he entered, already dreading what was to come.

Before either could speak, the door opened again.

“Jungkook.”

It was Jimin.

“jennie won’t be here today,” Jimin said.

“Jennie’s got a high fever. I’ve seen it myself. She can barely sit up.”

Jungkook’s jaw tightened. “Fever?”

“Yes,” Jimin replied firmly.

“Don’t mistake this as an excuse. She is genuinely sick. I wouldn’t be saying this otherwise.”

For a moment, Jungkook just stared at him, his expression sharp, unreadable.

Then he gave one stiff nod.

“ once she’s well,send her to me.”Jungkook said and Jimin nodded.

His eyes flickered to Taehyung and Yn, who were standing stiff with fear.

"Jungkook,maybe you can punish them all together once Jennie is fine"Jimin suggested.

"Don't interfere these time,jimin.Let me handle them properly these time"Jungkook said and Jimin nodded and looked at both the kids with pity.

He sighed and quietly turned around and left the room.


“where is Lisa?”Jungkook asked yn and tae.

Yn swallowed, her voice breaking as she tried to speak.

“ Lisa said… she isn’t feeling well either. She asked me to tell you.”

Jungkook’s eyes darkened, his displeasure obvious.

“Not feeling well?” His tone dripped with sarcasm. “So she thinks she can just get away with it by pretending to be sick?”

Both Taehyung and Yn froze. Jungkook’s temper was rising, and it made their stomachs twist in fear.

He stepped closer, his eyes narrowing at them.

“Fine. If she isn’t here, the burden will fall on you two. Her absence won’t save her—but for now let's come to you two.”


They both gulped and stared at Jungkook’s hands.

Empty.

No belt, no ruler, nothing.

For a moment, they were confused.

But the anger burning in his eyes scared them more than any object could.

Then Jungkook’s voice cut through the silence.

“Taehyung.”

Taehyung flinched. “Y-yes, hyung?”

“Go outside,” Jungkook ordered.

“Bring me a switch.
A thin one.
Fresh.
The kind that stings.”

Yn’s eyes went wide and She looked at Taehyung with horror.

He looked back at her, his face pale.

Both of them were trembling now.

Taehyung stammered, “H-hyung… a switch?”

PROFESSOR JEONWhere stories live. Discover now