Deepest love |J.K|

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Before I start, I thought I should explain something. Rose and Y/N are the same people but in chapter 1 I forgot to go through the entire chapter to change Y/N to Rose so I hope you don't get too confused but anyway. Enjoy xoxo.

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(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ Rose POV ♥

Writing an essay takes at least a week to complete to perfection, or maybe that's just me. Either way, I have taken too much time working on this to accept the C+ from my professor. It was six pages long with sixteen chapters what else could the damned man want? Of course, quality over quantity but that's not the point. Jane Eyre didn't do anything exceptional to need this much written about her, in my perspective anyway.

Walking slowly towards my professor's door wasn't something I'd do slowly because I was afraid to speak up for myself, but because I knew I'd been here multiple times and I really couldn't be bothered debating for a B+ at most. 

Why does he need so much detail? It's not as though anyone reading my actual book is going to point out how they wanted the doorknob to be described in more detail so they could understand how it might smell. Why doesn't he just write it for me? 

"Hello, sir" My voice was not what most would call quiet, yet it was not the loudest in the room. I entered his office without hesitation even though he was clearly busy reading someone else's essay. 

"Are you hear because.." He took a moment to pretend to think about why I could possibly be in his office while I'm supposed to be in class. The class he claimed to be missing off his schedule because he is 'Ill'. "Oh, your grade mark?" He let out a soft chuckle of ' I know what I can do about this'.

Without thinking he immediately began his short journey to my waist, touching it delicately while breathing softly in my ear. My heart began thumping uncontrollably, I felt my hands begin shaking in anger. This was unexpected, very unexpected. I was thinking of becoming his coffee slave for a few months. Not this, never this. 

After a few seconds of thinking hard about my next move, I roughly pulled away from his touch and ran out of his office. Leaving his door swinging open and the people waiting outside confused and concerned for the professor instead of the crying girl running out, I ran straight to my car. 

"Hey, you free later?" It was my best friend Taehyung, he was always there for me when I needed him and even though we fell out a lot he never chose anyone over me. I owe to Taehyung but he never accepts it. Due to his wealth and his family's history, I'm always being looked down upon people who know Taehyung very well yet they don't know me. In their eyes, I am the poor girl using Taehyung for his wealth and riches. When in fact I always decline Tae's offers to help me with my book promotions and my future. "Yeah, I just got off University for a month so I'm all free for a few weeks. I might go on a writer's vacation soon though. What's up anyway?" 

Waiting a minute or two before he responded he finally began speaking again. "Sorry I had a to fire a maid today because she kept going into my room..." He stopped for a second before laughing hard and continuing. "She took my socks to give to her husband to remind herself of me, it's pretty weird but I guess I'm just too handsome and even my staff can't keep themself's together" 

Without laughing too much I began questioning him about why he was telling me such irrelevant and weird information. "Why are you telling me this anyway? You've fired hundreds of your maids for creepy things" 

After what felt like an eternity yet again, he didn't take any time to rush actually using his voice to reply, he finally answered my question. "Well, I thought you could come to work for me. And I mean Rose it's not like you wouldn't love to see my stunning face every single day." 

"Tae I don't know."

"Wait for the best part, You'd get the entire library to yourself from five till seven in the morning, which means... you could have your writers vacation in my lovely small mansion" Sighing out loud while smiling, you let out a small laugh of excitement. 

"Can I think about i-" I was rudely interrupted by a small red car stopping right in front of my own. Breaking as hard and fast as I could, I still hit the car a tad too much. "Taehyung I have to go, love you" Without waiting for an answer I ended the call. Throwing the phone onto the passenger seat, I hopped out of my car and ran towards the car I hit.

Who just pulls in front of another car when It is clear you're going to get hit!? I mean come ON. It's not difficult to actually switch your brain on once in a while.

"Um- Ugh, Hello? I am so so sorry" Furious at myself for apologizing at the person who is clearing in the wrong I began to speak again, this time I was followed by the sound of the car door swinging open." Actually, you should be sorry! You knew I was going to hit you if you turned into my lane so wh-"

"I'm sorry miss I was in a rush, I didn't mean to-" It was Jungkook, his dark brown hair with his light makeup that gave off a natural look made the whole situation seem less stressful. "Oh, Rose. Nice meeting you here" He slightly scratched the back of his neck as he chuckled, knowing his actions were embarrassing and dangerous even if he was in a rush. 

"Well, Jungkook please just watch out next time because there could have been children in the car" I finished the conversation by walking back to my car, followed by the continuous echoes of car horns blaring at the two of us. "Yeah okay! We are moving now, you can shut up. Damn" Earning a loud laugh from Jungkook who had just got into his car.