Bangtan High - Collection of BTS Oneshots

5~P.E Teacher , Park Jimin

You go to the changing rooms to change into your P.E clothes.
Ugh you hate P.E. You suck at it. You joined the other girls and went to the gym. You heard lots of whispering. 

Oh no. Please don't tell me.....yup it's another hot teacher.

"Good afternoon class, I know a lot of you don't like gym, so I thought why not make today's class a little interesting."

There were a lot of whispers wondering what it could be.

"I was thinking maybe we could all dance. Dance is an exercise too. Don't get too excited, this isn't a normal occurrence. It's just for today. Now, lets play some music."

He started playing the music and the girls went one by one. Sometimes he would join, sometimes he would just watch.

Finally it was your turn and just my luck, the song changed to a slow song. Were your eyes playing tricks on you or did he just smirk?

"May I have this dance, beautiful?" He asked me, extending his arm.

You died a little. You were swooning so hard.

You placed your hand in his and he started gliding across the floor with you towing along. You could hear jealous whispers coming from the girls. You didn't blame them. You would've been jealous too if it were some other girl.

He was absolutely amazing. He didn't even blink an eye or yell at you when you stepped on his toes. You could've danced with him forever and you would've died happy.

But all good things come to an end. And so was this. The song was nearing its end.

"Till next time" he bowed before you left to join the others who finished. 

Finally, the class was over. You were the last one to leave. When you heard Coach Jimin call you.

"I heard that you were a basketball player. Is that true?"

"No. Not really. I just watch it on TV often"

"Well I'm sure you would've picked up something. Show me what you've got"

He handed me the basketball.

You dribbled around before jumping to make a shoot.

Arghh!! You narrowly missed it.

"Here. Why don't you try it like this."

He came up behind you and wrapped one arm around your waist and placed the other on top of yours holding the ball.

"And score." he whispered.

You turned to look at him and your noses brushed. You didn't know what to do. Thankfully the second bell rang indicating that you had two minutes to get to your next class.

He let you go. And yelled once when you reached the door. 

"Don't forget, we have practice classes in the morning"

This school is going to be the death of me.