Love, Insecurities: Taehyung x OC!Reader

[03]

Ara hasn't spoken to Taehyung in a week. She went into his class and sat in her usual spot in complete silence. He would occasionally glance at her when he taught but he tried to avert his gaze elsewhere.

At the end, when the shuffling of students silenced and the door was shut, he sat frustratingly against his desk chair. He could still feel the sting of her palm against his cheek. He brushed his fingertips across his cheek, remembering the sudden impact. He then touched his lips and remembered the taste of oranges. Oranges have now become one of his favorite fruits. He chuckled to himself as he thought of Ara all flustered when he kissed her.

He missed her though he'd never admit it.

~*~

It was now the second week of May and Ara has not even attempted to peek at Taehyung. She cut her hair again, her bob framing her round face nicely. Her bangs were brushed to the side, giving her an 80's look that suited her quite well. Taehyung also noticed a change in her posture and how she walks with a slightly higher head. Something has changed and he couldn't tell what it was. He definitely had nothing to do with it. He's been too consumed in his own life to take part in hers. If she backed out on his aid, that was on her and he could care less.

Taehyung stood in front of his class and began teaching. It was first period and everyone was still groggy. He sighed knowing that sometimes it would be pointless to tap into his students minds when they were in such a state.

"Time," He began. He sat on his desk, legs crossed and hands propping him up. "Time is a man-made thing that has benefited us in the end. How? Well with time we're able to calculate and branches, like science,  have taken major leaps that tell us, for example, how long the Earth takes to revolve around the sun. People wish time didn't exist but it has brought us to the point we are in today. How much of an impact it has can be looked at in different perspectives. But I'm not here to teach you how time is more of use then it is harmful." He looked at Ara and he caught her staring for once. Neither of them looked away. They held each other there. "Time is used to heal and forget. Mistakes, we all make them. Anger riles us up and makes us say things we don't truly mean, and in sadness we do things we know we shouldn't do.

Mistakes can be forgiven, depending on the severity." Locked in her light brown hues, Taehyung found himself speaking to her. "I forgive you." He said. And he moved on. "It's easier to hold grudges but it's sometimes harder for the other person to walk on with the guilt. Of course, like I said before, it depends on the severity of the mistake they have committed. Murder, that is nearly unforgivable. The slaughter of emotions, however, would you be willing to say 'i forgive you' to someone who has made you feel so small? Your assignment is to write about what mistakes are tolerable. Explain why your mistake, whichever one you picked, should be forgiven but give a counter argument. This is the last essay I will be grading you on for the semester. This will be due on the first Friday of June."

~*~

Taehyung wrapped up his final class which ended at around 19:00. He didn't mind lecturing the same thing repeatedly. He was able to listen to his own words and interpret them much like his students did (if they ever paid attention that is). He gathered his belongings and locked up his desk. The cleaning crew would maintain the hygiene of his classroom so he left without a dread of worry.

He walked down the campus, passing the Music Wing. All the rooms were dark except for one. He couldn't quite see who it was inside so he ignored it and continued to mind his own business. But something about the dim light drew him. Perhaps it was the faint sound of Ave Maria that finally made him make his way toward the Wing doors. The halls were long and narrow and quite desolate. He quietly made his way down the hall, admiring the artwork that was displayed along with the ensembles trophies. When he reached the last door, he noticed someone familiar inside.