It was too dark.
Too early in the morning. I could barely register the fact that we had college on Saturdays. For the next whole semester.
Saturday morning.
Saturday morning at 6 am.
Six- fucking- am!
A. M!Whatever. Who needs education anyway.
Sleep it is then.
But you can't risk being absent.
Not when there is an external faculty taking a guest lecture. Who is apparently also the pampered son of our college trustee, Mr. Jeon.
And not to forget, also the apple of my favorite teacher's eye, Mrs. Jeon.Can/not be escaped?
Cannot.Groaning I got up.
Let's get this over with.
I tried my best to get ready at my best in 20 minutes. Considering I had only few minutes to reach college in time.
Courtesy to my life decision- evaluation.
Yeah.
I was late. I knew it when I missed my bus. Waited next 15 minutes for another one. Bolted to college to find it at its quietest.
Right! Only our class has lectures today. Oh and at 6am .͡° ͜ʖ ͡°
I ran to my class on 3rd floor.
Okay. Don't look. Apologize and walk in. Okay? Okay.
So I opened the door to an oddly quiet class, with everyone seated at their desks and looking at teachers table.
Guess the teacher is already here.
Just when I was about to open my mouth to apologize as planned, my eyes fell on the person who stood leaning against the teachers desk.
Guess not.
Fluffy hair in caramel shade.
Big doe eyes of same color looking at me with irritation.
Sharp jawline. Baby face with sexy shadows.
Clad in semi formal clothes of dark color, there stood a boy around my age with an authoritative aura looking at me with one perfectly angled eyebrow raised.Confused I glanced around my obedient class and back to the boy. He was analysing me? Probably waiting for me to say something.
They are cosplaying this early in the morning and with a new kid?
Unable to think I brushed it off.
Professor is probably late.
And walked into the class and stared at the boy all the time judging what made him play teacher early in the morning.
And then I took a turn and found my seat next to my best friend, Chaeyoung, who looked at me like I have grown 3 heads. While I just smiled at her sheepishly.
Man! I can hardly grow one.
And sat at my desk organizing my things waiting for the sir to walk in and commence.
Oblivious to the fact that everybody were watching me with big scary eyes.
When a clap was heard making me look at the front.
This handsome dude in the front clapped his hands to gain some attention.
Still pretending? What are we 6?
Deserves an eye roll. So I did.
But the said boy in the front gave me one calculated look with narrowed eyes. And started speaking.
"So like I was saying, I am Jeon Jungkook, your lecturer for Brand Building subject and....."
Smirked at me.
" you don't want to end up in my bad books. It will be heavily reflected on your grades. I will let this slide only because it's my first day here. "
That heavenly honey coated voice of his deepened with warning and thundered through the class.
While his eyes held an smug look which turned into an amused smile when he looked at me again.Me? My eyes wide in realization and cheeks red in embarrassment. I gawked at him. Until Chaeyoung kicked me under the desk and mumbled a little 'idiot.'
Idiot. Indeed.
But he is literally my age! He cannot possibly be the Jeon Jungkook they talk about.
I am confusion. ƪ(‾.‾“)┐
" Am I clear, doll?"
The entire class silently gasped at the way he acknowledged me.
Did he just call me-------
Told you it was too early in the morning.
Not knowing what to say or do, I somehow managed a small shy nod in response and dared a glance at him.
He stared at me back for like 5 seconds with twinkling doe eyes and then turned around and addressed the class to continue with the lecture.
That is when I let my head bang on the desk. Why am I so dense?
I am probably still sleeping and none of this ever happened.
Or how I wish.
Or that the guy I have embarrassed myself in front of wasn't so drop dead handsome.
aishhh.
~brazenbutbabe💙
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