Receiving Juan's message, Jimin let out a soft sigh, saying in his head: Deepest apologies, I'm not the second dean, I am the dean...
After learning a lesson from the contact name, Jimin's hologram had changed from lying flat to vertical, so only he could see its contents. As he mulled over how to thank the enthusiastic citizen Young Master Juan, Lawyer Jeon, who was across from him, suddenly spoke up.
"Did you come to my room just to show me my contact name and occupy a chair to send messages to others?"
Jimin lifted his head and saw that Jungkook's face had turned as frosty as ice from drinking that glass of mint water, and even the way he spoke was like he was throwing an ice pick.
Um... He looked even moodier now.
This wasn't the first time Jimin had noticed such a reaction; he could practically see through the other's thoughts at a glance—this had always been defined by him as the petty rivalry between young students for the teacher's favour. Of course, he didn't mean it seriously, only thinking this with good nature and amusement. But tonight was a little different.
He suddenly realised that it was from Jungkook that he noticed what he termed the 'little thoughts of students' over the years.
Or... it so happened that he always noticed Jungkook's subtle thoughts and emotions.
But now wasn't the time for his thoughts to wander, because the guy opposite him was on the brink of turning into a minty ice sculpture.
The corners of Jimin's lips involuntarily rose by a slight margin. Bearing the weight of Jungkook's frosty gaze, he mustered all of the coaxing skills he possessed in this lifetime to bring up a chat on his hologram, briskly tap out a line with his small fingers, and press send.
The ring on Jungkook's pinky finger instantly vibrated twice.
Expressionlessly, Jungkook moved his finger. When he projected the hologram, a new message popped up:
-Student in a white shirt, don't pull a long face. Smile for me?
Jungkook lifted his gaze.
Jimin wiggled the finger the smart device was on. "I can also occupy a chair to send messages to you."
Just for that brief moment, Jungkook didn't speak, but stared at Jimin. He suddenly averted his gaze to look out of the window, and after a moment more, turned his gaze back.
Since Jimin had begun his method of coaxing, he followed all the way through. He changed the 'Pettymint Jeon' in his address book to 'Magnanimous Mint', then turned the hologram and reached his hand over to Jungkook for him to see it. "I've changed your contact name. Will this work?"
"..."
Jungkook's face was completely blank.
"I guess not." Jimin nodded in feigned understanding. His fingers moved again to type two words, and he reached over again.
This time, he stopped with his flagrant teasing, changing the name to the most proper—Jeon Jungkook.
The cursor on the interface to change his contact name was still blinking.
The save button had not yet been pressed. Professor Park seemed to be trying to emphasise his sincerity by allowing Student Jeon to witness, with his own two eyes, him tapping the save button.
This contact name was as proper as it could be, just like the few other contact names in his address book; it was the simplest and most polite form of address, no longer carrying any measure of teasing.
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Dear Lawyer | Jikook ff
FanfictionAt the law school graduation ceremony, the young and devastatingly elegant Dean Park Jimin stood under the lights like the universe's prettiest trap. With a smile soft enough to fool an entire courtroom, he teased: "Let's review what you've learned...
