'I try to live youthful, since I had to grow up too fast.'
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Kang Jia transfers to a new university half way through her college degree, coincidentally at the same time as a new professor decides to teach at the same institution.
He's a very youn...
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"Shouldn't we go to class too?" Jungkook finally spoke, sighing aloud.
All the packing was done.
90 minutes had gone by since taehyung had left.
Jimin was on his phone, scrolling through social media, not even bothering to check the time. His eyes widened, not realizing how fast time flew by.
Like fuck, it wasn't vacation anymore.
"Oh shit you right." Jimin speed walked to his room after getting up from the comfy couch, packing his laptop and wallet.
Jungkook just chuckled, thankful his backpack was ready. He swung the bag over his shoulder, ready for the older to get ready.
It was so tempting to go skip class, but in all honesty, both decided to go to their classes and see who their professors were going to be.
This school was known for having intelligent young professors, which could explain why taehyung was hired.
Hot professors.
That's all Jungkook and jimin cared About.
Getting accepted into this school was hard enough, and the reward was probably being taught by visually appealing teachers.
What a win win scenario.
For some reason, the system had changed and professors names were no longer written in the time table.
Both didn't know who were going to teach their subjects.
Both walked towards the door, jimin quickly picking up the keys that were left on the counter top.
He recently bought a Tesla, and boy was that the best investment he's ever made.
Jungkook was saving up to buy bmw.
"Let's go." Jimin spoke closing the door behind them.
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"I think I'm going to like this class." Jimin and Jungkook, although 2 years apart, decided to take the same elective. Photography.
Jungkook was eager to take the elective, but Jimin wasn't as excited. He simply agreed because he wanted to be in one of the same classes. But seeing who the professor was, he didn't seem to mind anymore. Choosing this class seemed to be a good decision.
"Good morning everyone. I'm Ms. Kang and I'll be your professor for this term."
"She's single too." Jungkook lowkey squealed, nervously tapping his pencil on the little desk that was attached to his chair.
Jimin softly chuckled, opening his laptop, turning it on. He couldn't tell which was more excited - jungkook or his laptop ;)
"You don't know that." Jimin paused, "All we know is that she isn't married" Jimin spoke, eyes never seeming to look away from the beauty - errrr - professor.
She was the person he should look at anyway. She was the teacher of this course after all.
"And this is my assistant." Ms Kang spoke, gesturing towards a red-headed girl. "Please give her some respect. She's very talented in her photography skills, but still learning korean. If you have any questions and have trouble with communication, feel free to email me." and That's when a red headed girl approached the stage slowly.
She began to speak in English, "I'm Lisa. I recently moved to Seoul from Bangkok. I'm still learning korean, so my apologies if we have any miscommunication delays."
"It's okay baby." Jungkook whispered in English, basically looking at her like she was his next prey. Jimin took note and just rolled his eyes. Perv.
"I hope you enjoy the course". With that, she bowed and the class clapped. Jungkook was a tad bit extra, by clapping the loudest. Jimin sulked in his chair, covering his eyes with his hands, pretending as if he didn't know the man sitting beside him.
"I'll enjoy the course, knowing that you're the teaching assistant." Jungkook muttered, smirking. And that's when he felt someone punch his arm.
It was Jimin of course.
"What?" Jungkook groaned, rubbing his arm.
"Stop eye fucking the girl. You'll scare her off." Jimin said, shaking his head in disapproval.
"Born in 94 and 97." A unfamiliar voice made the two boys jump. The voice was completely random.
Jimin turned towards the man, who pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
"Excuse me?" Jimin asked, peering at the unknown person.
"Just googled them. The professor is born in 94. The teaching assistant is born in 97." The unknown guy spoke, seeming to give off a strange vibe.
Um...okay?
Creep...?
But...
"Wow, they're so young." Jimin and Jungkook spoke simultaneously, making the man nod his head in agreement.
"As expected. My name is namjoon, and you are?" The man whispered, reaching to give a handshake, but was ignored as the two men turned to the front. They didn't seem to notice the hand gesture.
Awkward.
Namjoon let out a sigh, retracting back to his seat, when he heard a soft,
"I'm Jimin. And this is rat beside me is Jungkook."
At least they spoke back. Namjoon smiled, revealing his dimples.
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Taehyung had in fact, felt a bit embarrassed by his attire. Who was he to think that he can dress however he wanted, and not look professional at all.
He had a quick meeting with the new professors, and based off of their judgements, the others didn't seem to mind what her wore.
After all, Taehyung was able to pull off anything.
He may have an ego, but he still had the nerve to respect rules. What he wore, was meant for casual wear. Not for work.
Thankful for bringing some 'professional clothing', he decided to walk briskly to a males washroom.
It didn't take long for him to change into his green patterned full sleeved, collared shirt along with black dress pants. He decided to change his glasses to a new pair, that gave an 80s vibe.
"Done." Taehyung spoke, grabbing his brief case, and placing the bag that had the previously worn clothes and hat.
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It didn't take long for Taehyung to find his lecture.
