Good Morning Mr.Jeon (Jungkook x Reader)

7| A Bad Memory

⚠ This takes place a couple days after the last chapter

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It was around eight thirty.

I had already eaten, bathed, and had started to do my homework. I was feeling proud of my own diligence.

Throughout my studying, lingering thoughts and touches reminded me of all the things that happened this week. Nothing much happened after that, but always felt a strong gaze on me.

I put my pencil down and leaned deeper into my chair, I couldn't get him off my mind.

"You can tell me anything. I won't tell a soul."

Mr. Jeon's words repeated in my head, his voice still soft in my ears. Could he have meant anything by that? I know its ridiculous to think things like these but he seemed so serious.

Mr. Lee paid me no mind.

-flashback kind of-

It happened last year. When I met Mr. Lee he seemed so charming and so nice to his students. For the first time in my life, I loved someone more than anything else. His laugh, his sweet voice, his mannerisms, they where all perfect. He was perfect.

I know he barely met my gaze, and I know he rarely pronounced my name but I felt like I understood him.

I knew who he really was. Mr. Lee was subtle in his ways, but he wasn't secretive. He was the only person I could confide in.

At least until I found him out. The teacher that I held up on such a high pedestal was not who ever one saw him as.

It was the first day of our last week at school. Junior year had gone in a flash and everyone was excited to finally be free.

In was about to head out the gates when I remembered Mr. Lee would hang around until six. I gathered my courage and ran all the way to his classroom. I didn't want to keep my feelings a secret anymore.

With every step I took I felt my heart beating faster, I heard the rhythm in my ears and walked to its harmony.

In was finally at the door. All my pent up feelings, my frustrations, the times I was jealous could finally stop here. I reached for the doorknob and turned it. It was then when I heard it.

Breathy moans and exclamations where coming from the interior walls, seeping from the gaps in the door. I froze.

I threw the door open. It was Mr. Lee and in his lap was my best and only friend Ayoung. They where both stripped from their clothes, sweaty and stick together.

They looked over at me when they heard the bang. Shock carved deeply into their faces. Ayoung screamed and jumped off from Mr. Lee's lap, frantically looking for her clothes.

I looked over to him. He didn't look sorry, he just looked surprised.

I clutched at my stomach and screamed. It wasn't out of shock or disgust, but more out of pain. The two people I had built myself up on had betrayed me. I understood my love for Mr. Lee was one-sided, but Ayoung knew of my feelings.

I ran home. Not once did I look back or even glance anywhere that wasn't in front of me. A got home soaked in the wondrously timed rain. This way my parents wouldn't be able to tell I was crying.

The next day I found out Mr. Lee had been convicted. Someone had heard my screams and went to see what had happened. It seemed another teacher found them and immediately called the cops.

For some reason, I cried when I heard the news. I wasn't sorry, but something in me told me it wasn't Mr. Lee's fault. I shut the voice out but it spoke louder than my attempts to restrain it. I was still feeling something for my professor.

-end flashback-

I promptly stood from my desk. How long had I been zoning out? Anyway, it was going to help to keep remembering these terrible things. Feeling nostalgic, I decided to head back to bed.

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I hadn't done anything all day. It was Friday, it was late, and I hadn't even left the house.

Mr. Jeon had been a bit calmer this week. I hadn't been called on again, and the only strange part of the day was the fact that neither Minji nor her boyfriend had shown up school. It slightly concerned me.

Sure Minji was a bitch, but for all the years of knowing her, she had only been absent once.

I returned to my phone, scrolling through imaginary messages. I was in the middle of watching a movie when my phone rang. I couldn't recognize the number, but the callers ID shone in bright white light.

Mr. Jeon : is calling

[Answer]                                                                                       [Decline]

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I'm pretty sure I promised a much
longer chapter than this but
I got caught up with some stuff
sorry and I hope you like this
revealing chapter!!!

See you tommorow~