Chapter Thirty-One

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Park Chaeri's POV

"Because you've ruined my life... someday you'll know why, but I mustn't tell you now..."
What does Jungkook mean by this sentence? How have I ruined his life? Isn't he the one that has been bullying me since the first day of school? I shook the thought off my head, and prepared to get ready for class. Five minutes later, the teacher, Mr. Kim, walked in. Oh no, I thought to myself. He's having one of his bad days. His tie is not smoothed, his hair looked dirty, and his blouse is still wrinkled. I'd better not tell him about me leaving early now.

"Good morning, class." He grumbled, patting his desk. We were all startled, and immediately replied.

"Good morning, Mr. Kim." We said, clearly noticing his mood. He nodded his head, acknowledging our reply.

"Well, take out your homework then, what are you guys waiting for?" He shouted, patting his hand against his desk again. The whole class took at their homework, even that jerk, Jeon Jungkook. I reached my hand inside my backpack, searching for my homework paper. Oh, shoot. I had forgotten to put my paper in my backpack after finishing it last night. I gulped. I hope he doesn't notice me.

"Ms. Park, where's your homework paper?" Oh, shoot. The whole class immediately turned to look at me. I gulped.

"Uh, I-I forgot to bring my homework. I swear I did it, sir." I said, trying not to sound too nervous. Mr. Kim smirked. Oh, God.

"This isn't the first time that you've forgotten to bring your homework, Ms. Park. What should I do to you?" He said, coming down the aisle and facing me. He still has the smirk on his face. I gulped once more.

"Uh, detention?" I suggested, foolishly. He came closer, scaring me. However, I couldn't move. My legs were frozen. My whole body didn't dare to move.

"That seems to easy on you, Ms. Park. And I doubt you'll even have time to stay for detention?" He said, raising his eyebrows and laughed. He came even closer, until we were face to face.

"Then..." I started, but I froze. I didn't dare say anything more, in case he reports me to the principal or doesn't let me go at 10:45 today.

"Then? Well, here's what I think..." He started, and his smirk grew bigger. "I want you to do something for me."

I gulped. What does he want from me? The whole class looked shocked. Even Jeon Jungkook, the jerk, looked scared. My legs started trembling.

"Yes, sir?" I said, my voice shaking.

"Well I want you to tutor Jeon Jungkook, each day, from 5:00 - 7:00 PM. Sounds fair?" He said. I widened my eyes. Jungkook and I both stood up at the same time.

"What, sir? Absolutely not!" We both protested.

"I am not tutoring that jerk!" I said.

"And I am not letting her tutor me, sir!" Jungkook pleaded.

"No excuses, and that's that." Mr. Kim said.

Oh god.

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