There was a rumor that there would be a new teacher. A hot one. All the girls in my school, except me, would wisper and fantisize over what they thought he would look like. And their boyfriends or all the guys, in fact, would glare at them giving them death stares and daggers.
In class the new teacher finally came in and introduced himself and made us introduce ourselves.
I was just reading my textbook, when all of a sudden, Mr. Min called my name stating that I have detention after school.What!
Many hours past and I stay behind the rest of the students, for I have detention.
I glare at the teacher, who, for no damn reason, gave me this stupid detention.A**hole.
Ms. Park. Will you please take a seat. I do as he says, then ask the obvious,
"Uh, Mr. Min? Why exactly am I here for detention? I did nothing wrong."
"You were sleeping during the lesson, Ms. Park," he sighed.
What no I wasn't I was reading my textbook! Or was I not? Did I dream that I was? But that never happens! Not until today I guess. But why, that's so unli-
"Ms. Park!"
My name was suddenly shouted, and that pulled me out of my thoughts."H-huh?! Y-y-yes s-sir?!"
"Are you OK? You look very pale."
"Oh, yeah, I'm fine, just a little shocked by my actions." I just stood up to splash my face with water.
I guess I'm just tired from cleaning by myself, buying enough food, and organizing the house for my brother, who is coming back from college today. He's bringing his 6 roomates with him, to live with us!
I sigh of stress and pressure mixed together at the thought of not making it in time to make dinner and get the rooms set.
"Are you sure you're ok, you're looking like a taller girl version of me!"
I giggle.
"Anyways," he continued, "Just unpack these boxes, and have a seat when you finish."
"Ok."
30 minutes passed, and I finally finished unpacking those stupid boxes. I asked the teacher if I could text my brother, and ask what time he'll be home. But he said,
NO!I pouted.
He just chuckled.
It's been an hour now and it's time to leave."Bye Ms. Park, see you tomorrow," my teacher yelled, while I was about to run out the door.
But suddenly, Mr. Min said in a low tone but loud,
"And don't fall asleep in my class again or you'll have three days of lunch and after school detention!"
I stopped and froze for a bit and finally answered.
"Ok, I won't and good bye Mr. Min!"
I walked home, even though I live pretty far from school.
Honestly, if I'm driving, I'm always a nervous wreck, because, I'm afraid of having an accident, just like my parents.
I make it home and unlock the door to enter. As I did I sighed with relief.
Good! He isn't here yet. Well I guess I better get started just incase they come in a few minute.
I made some of my brothers favorite dishes. I also, baked a cake, since it was a big deal. On it, in White icinging, I wrote
~ 'WELCOME HOME CHIM~
I set the dining table. And got dressed in the Dress I wore to his graduation.
It's gotten shorter, because I've grown and it fits nice, since I've slimmed up a bit.
As I was still in my room gazing at my dress and lost at thought, the door opened and I heard my brother.
"Sis? You home?"
"CHIIIIIMMMM!!!!!" My heels clicking on the wooden floor and causing loud echos through the halls, follow me as I run towards the living room. I run and jump in his arms.
As he twirls me around he repeatedly says,
"Cherry-ah! I missed you so much!"He sets me down. I then notice everyone is starring at me. I blush in embarrassment. I clear my throat.
"Well uh.. Hello I'm Y/N and sorry for that crazy sight. Hehe.."
"Hahahaha!!" My brother cackled. "Cherry don't be embarrassed."
"Chim, I missed your kindness, chubby cheeks, and your unique laugh!"
Oh yeah his friends"And what are your names?"
"I'm Jeon Jungkook, but you can call me Kookie!" A tall man cheered with a bunny smile, in fact, he looked like a bunny in general.
"I'm Kim Taehyung, and you can call me tae tae or just, tae." He has a box smile, it's cute.
"I'm Jung Hoseok, hobi for short!" He's even more energetic than kookie.
"Kim Seokjin, just call me jin." Damn they're all taller than my chim chim. Haha.
"And I'm Kim Namjoon, and YOU can call me OPPA." He winked. I couldn't help but giggle at my brothers reaction. His blood was boiling, hands curled up into tiny fists, and you could see the smoke coming out of his ears.
"And our other friend is Min Yoongi, but he is using the restroom I think? Also, call him grandpa!"
"OK, I'll be right back, go ahead and help yourself to the food but save some for Grandpa and DO NOT EAT THE DESSERT!!!"
I walked back down the hall way, glancing at the photo of me and jimin, before he left for graduation, and I cried a bit at the sight of us together, with no parents.
I walk back.
I enter the dining room and notice a familiar face, and I suddenly drop the pin I had in my hands, after I grabbed it off the picture, where I placed it before.
Everyone turned in my direction, including the familiar.
His expression was the same as mine, and everyone was confused.
"M-M-Mr. M-Min?!!?"
I screeched and the boys looked at him. Then at me. Back at him. Back at me. Then, my brother broke the silence.
"Y/N? You know Yoongi?!"
"Yeah! He's my cold a** teacher!"
"Woah, Yoongi? Your her teacher?!
He sighed. "Yes."
To be continued
A/N
This is my first story, sorry for if it's not that great. I hope I get better at this. Again, I'm sorry. Should I keep going though?
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The Teacher [Min Yoongi FF]
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