"Taehyung, no we can't..." you moaned out quietly. It felt like heaven to your body. He looked into your eyes, deeply but seriously, breathing on your face, then roaming towards your lips slowly.
"Please Ms.(L/n)," his deep voice sounded so soft. "...
"So, do you have any experiences teaching students, preferably male?" The woman's cold stare was harsh to your eyes, she was deeply looking into your eyes, judging you by your appearance, but you tried your best to ignore her eyes, by tapping your foot under the table.
"Yes ma'am," you responded politely. She wrote something in her little journal in front of her. You stopped tapping, realizing you were shaking the whole table a little.
She stops writing, and looked at your face again, looking down at your clothes, to see if you fitted the school's style.
"Stand up please," You had stood up, quickly trying your best not to be nervous. She stared directly at your clothes. You were wearing a black sleeveless blouse with skinny jeans and high heels.
That's not bad, right?
She took another note, writing and writing. You hoped the pen would run out of ink, and started to become very worried, anxiously awaiting just to see if you got the job or not. You loved and adored kids, and one day you hoped to have some.
So cute.
The woman deeply sighed, as she stared at her notes. She then, looked beside the table and got a piece of paper.
"Please be sure to read the fine print and sign to get started," you happily smiled at the piece of paper as she handed you her pen to sign your signature. You wrote down your name softly on the sheet, honestly you couldn't stop smiling.
You handed the paper back to her and her pen, a light, but faded grin captured her lips.
"Congratulations, Ms.(L/n), you will be teaching the 11 -12 graders of this school."
That's when the smile deflated your lips.
"What? I-I thought I was applying for the smaller kids, like children," you said being as polite as you can, she slyly smiled.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, but you already signed a 3 year contract to teach this school in the arts department of 11-12th grades, if you want to get out of it, I suggest you get yourself lawyer, plus the principal had already put you in this position since when you first came here," she said, you looked at her with a unwelcoming face. "Everything in Korea has a contract."
What a bitch.
She put the paper in her file cabinet and locked it, putting the key she just lock her cabinet with, in her desk drawer and locking that as well with the key around her neck.
Looking through another drawer of her desk, she pulled out a classroom key. She gave a fake smile.
"Welcome to Bangtan High School," she said trying to sound enthusiastic, but failed.
Who pissed in her Cheerios this morning.
Taking the key, you walked out the office not saying goodbye at all. Even though the school was in session, you wanted to see what your classroom was going to look like.
You walked down the hallway, getting stared at up and down, from boys. You smiled at one young man, making him blush harshly. As soon as you make your way towards the classroom, you see someone is already inside it.
Walking in the classroom, you are greeted by a good looking student, seating down at one of the desk. He looks over at your appearance, and smiles lightly and gets up from the desk.
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His hair was lightly grey with beautiful heart-stopping eyes. His face was evenly structured, and you could tell he got a lot of attention from his looks.
"Hello, I'm Kim Taehyung" he said, he held his hand out for you to shake it, which you did quickly. He smirked at you, making you a little bit weirded out, the fact you are going to be teaching him...well, you hoped. "Wow, you are breathtaking, it's very nice to meet you."
"It's nice to meet you, I'm (L/n)(Y/n), I'll be teaching you and the rest of the boys." He stared at your features as much as you did to him, he then blankly stared at your lips, licking his.
"I'm student body president and captain of the basketball team," he said bragging with the smirk on his lips. "I'd be very happy to help you out with anything you need..." he paused from his sentence, looking down at you, with a frown.
You look at him, thinking there is something wrong, but he takes his time to get his words out.
"A-are you married?" He asked shyly. You could honestly tell he was afraid of the answer, but once you shook your head, a big smile was on his pink lips. "Okay...great..." he mumbled out, of course you heard, but didn't seem to care.
"So are you taking this class?" You asked, trying to change the subject. He nodded softly towards you. He bit on his bottom lip, trying his best to draw attention to it. You could tell this guy was a flirt.
"I'm sorry, but you are just so lovely," you smiled at the compliment, "I hope you enjoy this school... I know I will now that you're here, Ms. (L/n)," he said flirtatiously looking into your eyes, with a smile.
A man had came in on the conversation you and Taehyung were having. You turned to see him and he was just as beautiful and handsome as Taehyung.
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"Hello Ms.(L/n), I'm the principle, Mr. Park Bo Gum," he said quickly, but clearly.
Now, this guy is A1 perfection.
As you thought that, you continued to stare at him like a idiot. He chuckled a bit as he noticed you dropping your jaw at his amazingly good looking face.
Working at this school, is going to be harder than you expected.
