Mission Impossible: BTS

Chapter 10: Wtf is an OTP?

By the time we arrived to the class, the lecture had already started. I could hear the professor talking inside of the closed classroom.

Reluctantly, I pulled open the door and walked in with rest of the boys. The teacher immediately stopped talking and the whole class turned to stare at us. We gave him our papers but the professor didn't even spare a glance at it. Instead, he pointed to the back of the class and we quickly took our seats.

The students murmured among themselves as their eyes trailed to us. The professor banged on his pulpit to get the students' attention and resumed the class.

Sighing, I put my head on the desk and decided to take a nap. I had already taken calculus before, but it wasn't my favorite subject.

While I shut my eyes closed, hundreds of thoughts crossed my mind. This new case that we've been assigned to was a bit ambiguous. There weren't many clues as to who might be involved in this whole trade. I don't know how many people are using this candy drug either. There must be at least 8 thousand people on this campus... How were we going to figure this out?

I jolted awake as the bell rang and people started to shuffle out of the room. We walked to our next class, which was English. As I had expected, Namjoon was our teacher, but we had to address him as Dr. Kim to remain secretive.

Since when did Namjoon have a doctorate degree??

Namjoon, I mean Dr. Kim, started his lecture and immediately spoke in fluent English. Majority of the students looked lost, and I almost felt bad for them. On a side note, I think I saw a few students eye Joon flirtatiously... I mean they are young hormonal boys after all... I guess?

Joon did look pretty attractive with his fitted gray suit and his blonde hair smoothed back. He peered down at the textbook with his owl lens glasses perched low on his nose bridge. He would be a dream teacher for most people.

After his long monologue of English grammar and language, we were finally let out for lunch. Joon was taking his job too seriously... We eventually found our way to the cafeteria, and surprisingly, it was pretty full already. I lined up behind other students to buy food, but there were just too many people in front of me.

As minutes ticked by, I was getting really impatient. I needed food now, and I MEAN NOW.

I reached over for a sandwich, but another hand landed on it at the same time. Irritated, I shot the mysterious owner of the hand a death glare and he backed off. Jungkook leaned down to my ear and whispered. "Chill, you look like you're about to murder the poor guy, Sia."

I rolled my eyes at him. "He tried to steal my sandwich. It's mine."

Jungkook just chuckled as we proceeded to check out at the counter. The lunch lady scanned the sandwich and my water bottle. "That would be $13.86." she told me.

I froze as I took out my credit card. What??? How is just a sandwich and a water bottle be $13?

"How.. how could that be? Why is it so expensive?" I stammered in shock.

The lady simply shrugged and took my card from my fingers. "Welcome to college, kid." she replied. Jimin pat my shoulder to comfort me and I sighed in defeat.

College is a rip-off.

I looked around for an empty table for us to sit at, then finally found a small table in the corner at the back of the cafeteria. Jungkook sat next to me while Tae and Jimin sat across from us. I had just opened my water bottle to take a drink when somebody harshly bumped into me from behind and caused the water to spill all over my shirt and face.