(Completed) Mr. Kim

2 Two

"Jungkook!! Lovely to see you in my class at this hour!!" I give him a deadly stare, a snarl forming on my lips as I approach the first desk closest to the door, dropping my stuff lazily next to it, my body sliding in the surprising comfortable seat. What the fuck.

"Hi. How long am I in for." I ask, my eyes not moving off of the board up front.
"Only for two hours. Don't worry, if you're extra good you'll leave in an hour."

"I'm not a fucking child, so stop treating me like one." I say, glaring at Mr. Kim who looked taken aback.

"Don't curse in my class Jungkook."
I shuddered, but I didn't take his threat to heart. Damn, his voice really was intimidating.

"I can fucking cuss anywhere I fucking want to so you can't stop me bitch."
I say to him, staring at him with a challenging face. What are you going to do Mr. Kim?

He glares at me, and I freeze.
He never glares at me, ever. Did I cross a line? Of course I fucking did, I always cross lines. He stands up, and takes long strides to my desk. My face is emotionless, but inside I'm slightly freaking out about pushing him to his limit. Did I actually do it this time? Fuck.

He's now standing in front of my desk, the same glare on his face.
He then smirks, and grabs my jaw, pushing it upwards so that my face is only a few inches away from his own. His eyes are blazing.

I stare at him, wondering what he was thinking.
"Don't challenge me Jungkook. I may like you, but you don't want to see me angry." He says.I raise my eyebrow.
"Like me?" I voice out. This bitch doesn't even know me!

He then let's go, rethinking what he said as he clears his throat and fixes his glasses, turning away from me to his desk, leaving me to think about the meaning of what he just said.

Did he mean like me? As in I'm his favorite student?

Or like me, like a love interest?
But why would he?
That would be illegal, but I'm over 18..........but he's not my soulmate.

But he could be......
No he couldn't.
I don't even want a soulmate.
I want to love someone of my own choice.

With that in thought, I close my eyes and fold my arms, resting my head in them as I prepare to stay here for two hours, slowly falling asleep.

"Jun.............Ju..........Jungk............Jungkook!!" I open my eyes sleepily, looking around to see Mr. Kim standing above me, shaking my shoulder.

"Yes?" I ask rudely.
"It's been an hour. You're free to leave."
"I thought you said two hours?"
"But I also said if you're on good behavior you can leave an hour early."

I only nod, standing up, yawning into my hand as I bend down to grab my bag.
I slide the backpack over my shoulder, ready to leave, until Mr. Kim stops me, with a look of concern on you're face.

"Jungkook, there's makeup on your hoodie sleeve." My blood ran cold. I looked down, and just like he said, there was a faint makeup mark on my hoodie sleeve.

He reached out towards my face in a questioning manner, but I quickly pull my arm back from him, taking off down the hall towards my dorm.

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Lynn~~