unmasking mr. park

04

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Chaeyoung dismissed the uncomfortable feeling of not having an underwear under her uniform skirt.

Courtesy of Kim Taehyung who is beside her while they silently wait for Mr. Park outside the faculty room.

She felt a tug on her skirt, "Lower it down, I can basically see half of your butt."

Chaeyoung calmly tugged it down and stared at Taehyung annoyed, "And whose fault is that?"

Their banter was stopped when Park Jimin came out, a pile of paper in his arms. His eyes landed on the two and Chaeyoung didn't miss the look of irritation in his eyes.

"Ah. The two of you. Follow me,"

Their walk to a vacant classroom was filled with silence, only the sound of their shoes clicking on the wooden floorboards filled the air.

Park Jimin opened the door with a slam, causing Chaeyoung to jump back a bit.

If he is so annoyed about giving detention after class, he should have turned around and walked away for the love of god.

"Sit down." she hesitantly sat down in front of his table, while Taehyung sat all the way to the back.

"Mr. Park, are we just gonna sit here and do nothing for two hours?"

"Do whatever you want Mr. Kim. Sleep or read, just don't use phones." his voice filled with coldness.

Upon hearing that, Taehyung scoffed and rested his head in between his arms. After a few minutes, Chaeyoung saw his back rising up and down slowly. Indicating the boy is deep in his slumber.

Chae envies him. She wants to sleep like him peacefully and yet she can't even face in front, the weight of what Park Jimin saw her doing is getting into her.

When she got tired of looking at the clock for ten minutes she glanced up slowly, only to find Park Jimin calmly checking on the pile of papers he brought.

The blank look on his face made Chaeyoung felt guiltier.

In her four years in highschool, this is her first time going in detention.

And that was when she remembered her dad.

"Mr. Park?"

He didn't even look at her, "Hmm?"

"Are you going to tell my dad?"

Jimin raised an eyebrow and looked at her uninterested, "Do you want me to, Ms. Park?"

It pissed her how he is nonchalant about it. No one knows of her promiscuous endeavors and just the thought of her parents knowing is giving her a heart attack right now.

More than that, Park Jimin knows of it. The only person she knows she is not nice with for personal reasons.

"No. I don't want you to." she bravely said without any honorifics.

This time, Jimin has his full attention on her. His hands, his small adorable hands, resting under his chin. A look of taunting grazed his handsome features,

"That is not your choice is it, Ms. Park?"

"The school's dean is my father, who do you think he'll believe?"

Chaeyoung knows it was out of line with what she said, but Park Jimin seems to know how to press her wrong buttons.

It was horrifying how he seems to get under her nerves, either he is just doing his job or just being another annoying human being.