Breaking In {BTS In School}

4. Infamy

It had been 2 weeks, and YeongMi was proud to say she had more than familiarized herself with all of the schools rules - by breaking them, of course. For the most part, she didn't even have to try, just her usual routine was more than against the common etiquette.

No boys in a girls dorm, and no mouthing off to teachers seemed to be the rules she would break the most. Maybe she'd even get an award for being the worst student in the history of Daewon.

If only she wasn't so smart, her teachers sighed. If only her parents didn't pay off enough money to keep this school afloat for the next 5 years even without other parents contributions. If only, if only.

She had been right about the boys; they were far more exciting than anyone else, and she had grown almost fond of them already.

It was just past curfew, and, of course, YeongMi was just getting into her dorm, quite early for her actually.

She had just been about to get in the shower when she heard obnoxious knocking.

She opened it, only slightly irritated.

"Boy, knock louder would you? I think some of the teachers didn't hear."

She quickly let the boys in, and they made themselves comfortable on her couch, aside from Yoongi, who headed to her bed like an inconsiderate ass.

She adored that. It was nice, finding someone almost as obnoxiously uncaring as she was.

"Just, do whatever, I'm washing."

She grinned at Jungkook's red face, tugging on his heated ear as she figured he imagined her naked, much to his embarrassment.

"Want some help?"

Surprisingly, it was Namjoon that had spoken, not Jimin. She wasn't sure what to make of that.

She thought that she rather liked it, though.

"Tempting, but not tonight."

She left them to their devices, going back to the bathroom, locking the door and grabbing a clean towel before stripping to step into the shower.

Once again, loud knocks interrupted her, and she scowled.

If those boys were the reason, god help her, she would smack some ass.

She grabbed her robe, tying it tightly around herself before stepping back to the door.

The boys were nowhere to be seen - she figured they were hiding to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Except for Jungkook, he stood right behind her, eyes wide, frozen.

She rolled her eyes, he can't really have frozen just because she wasn't wearing proper clothes. Well, yes he definitely could, and he definitely was.

She knew it was most likely a teacher knocking, and she didn't feel like missing sleep in detention just because little Jungkook saw a little too much skin.

She grabbed his arm and shoved him against the wall, putting her hand over his mouth to keep him quiet before just barely opening the door and peeking out.

"Ah, sorry, I was about to wash up. Can I help you?"

The teacher frowned at her, peeking through the door suspiciously.

YeongMi stepped closer to Jungkook, her leg pressed against his, and opened the door wider, right against Jungkook, so the teacher could see into the 'empty' living room.

She could feel the boy blushing already. She was evil, as she smirked at his reaction.

What was an innocent little boy doing hanging out with the others anyways?