"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. "...
You were back home at your apartment, thinking about the school. Of course, you liked it, but something about Taehyung seems a little... off.
It was either he didn't like Mr. Park or something else about you, but you shook it off. Tomorrow you start, and you hoped for the best.
You also hoped, that Taehyung and Park Bo Gum are the only handsome ones in the school, but you knew for a fact that, you were wrong, this school will be swarming with good looking guys.
You walked into your study room, and sat at the computer.
"Art?, what can I teach about art?" You said aloud. You search it up online, you did know much about the subject, but since no one told you anything about the subject, you wanted to start small and fresh.
Firstly, you looked up the meaning of art.
the expression or application of human creative skill and imagination, typically in a visual form such as painting or sculpture, producing works to be appreciated primarily for their beauty or emotional power.
"Do I really have to memorize all this?" You asked yourself, looking puzzled at the definition. It was too wordy for your taste, so you tried to look up another meaning.
Suddenly you heard a noise through your window, it sounded as if someone was coughing.
Going towards the window, quietly, you looked through the glass as silent as possible. You looked to see nothing, but leafy bushes and an empty area.
Then there was a knock at the door.
It was 11pm.
In alertness, you proceeded slowly towards it. Going through the kitchen to the front door, you grabbed your car keys, knowing that you have a defense object to protect yourself- pepper spray- from the stranger knocking.
You finally, but noiselessly make it to the door, what was strange, is that the person kept on knocking. The rhythm was non stopping.
"W-who is it?" You said trying to sound confident, but failed. The person didn't answer, and just kept beating on the door. "Who is it?!" You day again, but this time much more powerful.
No answer.
This made your blood boil. Was the stranger really trying to scare you? You opened the door, with no hesitation, getting tired of waiting.
"I- ohh, hello," You said smiling sheepishly. You came face to face with a stranger. The male had headphones in his ear, taking them out, he gave you a broadly smile.
He looked nice. You sneak and put your keys in the back pocket of your jeans quickly.
"Hello," the brunette boy said. He was younger than you, no doubt, "I live next door, I would have came earlier, but I was at practice," he said still smiling. He nervously handed you a bowl of rice cakes.
"Aww, thank you, your so sweet," you said looking at the adorable boy. All he did was smile and nodded his head.
"Are you the new art teacher, starting tomorrow?" He asked innocently, you grinned and nodded your head. He was so cute. "Ah, I thought so, Taehyung hyung explained you so well," he said looking surprised at you.
Your thought of the handsome boy. Something about him was mysteriously odd, but you like him, and wanted to see him more.
"Oh, you know Taehyung-ah?" You asked him, he nodded softly.
"He's my best friend," he said looking down to the ground, he suddenly looked shock at you. "Where are my manners?" He asked himself. You laughed at his politeness.
You kind of liked him and his cuteness.
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"My name is Jeon Jungkook," he said with a bow, and a shy bunny smile. You smiled back.
"I'm (L/n)(F/n)," you said. He nodded softly and grinned. He then looked up into the sky.
"Well, it is kinda late," he says still looking up. His jawline is perfectly structured. The angle that he was in made him look like artwork-which you actually needed for your class. "I'll see you tomorrow." He sighed, while turning around.
You had almost shut the down, but he had gotten your attention again.
"Noona," He said still inches away from you. You looked at him in a wide eyed, with your mouth partially opened. "...be careful," he said, this time with a more serious tone, looking into your eyes. He turned around again, walking to his house, with a deep sigh, looking a bit worried.
You watch him as he went back towards his house. He was looking too serious to you.
What was there to be careful about?
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Once he was at his house, Jungkook went up the stairs, into his room. He grabbed his phone, in a hurry, trying to be quick.
He had started to texting Taehyung.
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JK: Dude guess wat?!
TAE: Go to sleep, txt me in the morning
JK: Ms.(L/n) lives beside me.
TAE: (F/n)? REALLY?!
JK: Yea, she was really sweet and nice.
TAE: Ok, but how did she look???
JK: She's pretty. Her smile is cute.
TAE: No, I mean HOW DID SHE LOOK???
JK: Come on man! I wasn't looking at her like that!
JK: She is our teacher. I respect her.
TAE: Your such a fucking kid.
JK: I have a girlfriend.
TAE: Tzuyu doesn't even know you exist
JK: Shut up!
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