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Kinky Mr. Park | PJM

Monday was such a bad day. You hate the class at noon. Worse again, it's math class. You're so bad at it; getting bad scores was usual for you. All the time you begged your mom for letting you do your own thing, but she never let you go for it, not even once. You kept ignoring the teacher while standing in the middle of the class. Looking at your own business, you have dismissed four math classes in a week. You don't even care about it.

You woke up lately after watching a movie last night. You yawned, then look at the time. You shocked and jumped from your bed to the washroom. It's 11 pm, and you have class at 12.30 pm. After a quick shower, you rushed down the stairs, taking a slice of beard and tucking it between your teeth. The school was a bit far from your place, running at full speed clutching your backpack. This was your unlucky day.

As you arrived, you hurried to your class. You relaxed yourself before pulling out the door. You raised your eyebrow, thinking hard with what you just saw.

"No one? Where are they?." You mumbled as scanning the room. You did not find any backpack inside. Turning your back quick, you want to run out of class before hitting something hard.

"Aww, what the...? Ah, Im sorry, Mr. Park." You wanted to burst out your fury but held it back, knowing you just bumped into your teacher.

"It's okey. What are you doing here?." He asked.

"Im searching my class, then found it, no one inside." You held your head down, feeling embarrassed against him.

"This class? Have you heard from your friend that he has something urgent? He can't attend the class." He chuckled, staring at you in disbelief.

"Really, then why don't I get the news?." You shocked as taking your phone, searching the message in the inbox.

"I don't know about..." You stopped while you found a new message sent by your classmate. You cursed under your breath. How could you miss one message last time?.

"I guess you're the clumsy one, y/n." He said, stepping forward to you while you held your head of your dumbness.

He knows my name?

"It's my fault for not knowing the message she sent... Mr. Park, what are you doing?."

You began explaining everything as you lifted up your head, founding he become closer while scanning your head to toe. You stepped back every time he took another step.

"I just came to you; become closer than you think. Is it appropriate to wear such a short skirt at the school, y/n?."

He kept walking toward you until you hit a desk. You, even not knowing, have come inside the empty class.

"I..I always wear this and no problem with the school."

You stuttered, averting his close gaze on you. You want to escape from the position because it's awkward for you.

"It's a huge problem for me. You keep tease me with your bare tigh everywhere, even in my lesson. What are you up to, y/n?."

He leaned his face to yours as you held his chest by your hands. You sure your heart was beating faster. You have a huge crush on him at first sight. You always show your sexy side toward him while in his class purposely, but he never glanced at you. You have been doing that for a month, and still he doesn't show any response about your teased. You gave up, as you thought he already has someone he likes and keeps loyal to her. Today was an exception; you didn't do it on purpose. It's your rush preparation for awake lately.

"Nothing, Mr. Park."

Your voice trembled. His figure really makes you so tiny. His hands at each side of your body while his gaze locks your face fully. You might be fainted by the close gap between you and him. You couldn't express your feeling of being happy or terrified. He traced his finger in your tight; you flinched, letting out a low, sinful voice. He smirked, groping your middle part roughly and grunting at your face. You gasped at the sudden move, gripping his shoulder. You couldn't think straight as his hand beneath you, messing around your clothed area.