Second Chances |Taekook AU|

2.

First day at Seoul National University couldn't have been more intimidating. Students sitting together in groups on the stairs and lawns, the university was incredible in its design. Massive in size, I could tell why I read ranked number one in the country, and I was lucky to have been accepted.

After settling into my dorm room last week, I took the time to explore, making sure I knew where my classes were so I wouldn't be late. Luckily my roommate, wasn't all that bad, Woo-shik showed me around since he had arrived to the university a month before me. We were attending for the same degree, so it would make my life a whole lot easier knowing there was someone that could assist me and vice versa.

Our first class was packed, students lined every row wall to wall, there were 3 seats left towards the middle row in the middle section. From what I've been told this school was strict on attends and that this class was full, seeing one seat empty... hopefully that student didn't over sleep.

Professor Kim waited for no one and at 9 AM on the dot, he began his lecture. I could hear girls giggling behind me, paying more attention to the way Professor Kim Seokjins' butt looked in his slacks then to what the man was actually saying. I couldn't deny it though... he looked great. Shaking the thoughts of my professor away, I started to fill my journal full of notes before he erased them off the board.
The door to the class opened and slammed shut, me being the nerd I am kept writing not paying attention to the interruption until Professor Kim spoke.

"Why must you walk into the class on the first day....late? Does my teaching mean nothing to you?" our professor scowls at him.
In that moment when the student spoke, I was terrified. I didn't even have to look to the voice to know who it was.
"I apologize Professor Kim, I was meeting with the Dean. Here is my slip for my tardiness. I can assure you it won't happen again." He smiled as he passed the pink slip to the professor.
He pursed his lips, not being able to object to the Dean, he waved the student to the only empty seat in the room. Next to me.

"Right. Well Mr. Jeon, I hope it doesn't happen again. Please take the last seat available." Turning his back to continue writing something on the board. At the point I wasn't listening nor paying attention to what he said, I could only stare straight ahead, as the worse person I had ever met came sitting next to me.
I didn't meet his gaze, and quite honestly if I did, I would've vomited. My heart pounded in my ears, and the heat in my face started rising.

"Hi...uh- sorry to bother you, but I forgot my pen in the deans office, do you have an extra one?" Jungkook looked at Taehyung. Noticing the red his face, he asks, "wait- are you...?" Oh no. Here it comes. "Are you okay? You don't seem to well?"

What? Did he just ask if I was okay? The guy that pushed me down the hall, threw my backpack in the trash can, called me a loser, said I didn't exist; is asking if I was okay?

Looking up at Jungkook I could see his features better, he's changed. His hair is longer than before, still dressed in black as usual, but his facial features matured; still had a baby face though. He was....insanely hot. Turning away quickly as the thought crept into my head, rummaging in my bag, handing him my spare.

"Here," my voice barley above a whisper.
Jungkook looked at my face once more, before taking the pen.

"Thank you.. Im sorry what was your name?" Shit! He would ask for my name, furthering his confirmation of who I was.

"Oh-I..uh...i-it's Taehyung. Kim Taehyung," peeking at him through my hair, waiting for his realization.

"Hmm. Kim Taehyung," he looks at me fully, I can see his eyes scanning my face. He knows. "It's nice to meet you Taehyung, my name is Jeon Jungkook." He outstretched his hand.

"Nice to meet you Jeon Jungkook," confused, I grabbed his hand. It was warm and firm. What was that? I felt a spark, or was it just me?

Jungkook smiled, and what a smile it was. It could light up the room. His bunny smile was the cutest thing I have ever seen, second time jimin of course. Wait. What's wrong with me? He let go and looked away. He was my tormentor and I'm shaking his hand like we're strangers? I shook my head and stared forward.

His smile faded, I could see from the corner of my eye the concern written on his face. Did he honestly care as to what's wrong or was this an act? Whatever it is, I don't want to find out. As Professor Kim continued to speak, I tried to catch up to what I had missed. One thought crossed my mind.

This is going to be a long year.

I'm sorry for such a short chapter! I will update tomorrow! Please leave your thoughts and recommendations! 💜💜