JUNGKOOK glared at her from his desk in the detention room which was only occupied with himself and Camila.
The detention teacher took a toilet break and Jungkook used this moment to direct all his hate to her.
"This is my first detention, bye bye clean record." He said with malice.
"Get over yourself it's a fucking detention you little baby."
"Say that when I'm a successful CEO and you're a filthy stripper."
"Oh so you're comparing me to a stripper?"
"You look like one, act like one too." He rolled his eyes.
She stepped out of her chair and stomped over to him. Bending over she pulled him by his collar and spat in his face. "Excuse me you have no right to degrade any woman you stuck up goody two-" she saw that his eyes were looking somewhere other than her own face and followed his gaze to where her shirt had risen up from her bending over to reveal the side of her black lace thong.
"Oh my god you're a fucking pervert." She was about to let go and move away until he firmly gripped her arm.
"I thought you were wearing shorts but," he pulled the side of the thong with his finger and let go, "turns out you're not."
"I thought you were a child of Jesus but apparently you're a horny fucker like every other boy." She scoffed.
"Can you blame me?" He stared at her plump, pink lips.
She felt like she was being pulled closer to him by an unknown force. He felt his face growing closer and closer until they were just a breath away.
Footsteps echoed outside the room and she snapped out of her trance and quickly returned back to her seat.
What the fuck just happened?
