My Teacher | p.jm ✔️

34 - Kidnap

Yours;
Everyday of that cursed week was dreadful. Everyday, it got closer and closer to the moment I dreaded the most; saying goodbye.

Every class felt like it was 10 hours long except for Mr Park's class that annoyingly felt like 10 seconds long. Time went by cruelly quicker in his class.

Everyday, I would stare at him for the whole class longingly. We still had so much to talk about but when he was around, I would suddenly lose my ability to speak. I continued my daily routine of packing up as slowly as possible after his class.

"You know, I figured it out." He broke the silence of the empty classroom.

"I know why you take your time." He continued, sitting on his desk, writing on a paper.

I looked up from my belongings and at him. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

I awkwardly nodded my head. "You haven't been opening messages." I commented in a low murmur but he heard it.

"I've been busy." He answered biting his bottom lip, still not looking up from his paper.

"Ah, is that it?" I exhaled.

"Mhm."

A silence followed.

Why is it like this? Why isn't he being him?

"We need to talk." He broke the silence.

"About?" I dared to ask.

He finally looked at me. "Are you kidding?" He scoffed.

Did he seriously just get annoyed at me?

I blinked at him with fake cluelessness.

"Whatever. Let's talk after school." He said calmly.

"Ah," I began.
"I can't."

"What? Why?" He questioned.

"I've been getting escorted to and from school," I leaned my hip on a desk.

Jimin looked confused. "What do you mean?"

"To make sure I don't..." I trailed off, letting him puzzle the pieces together. I watched the realization spark in his face.

"Seriously?" He sighed, putting his pen down.

I answered with a slight nod.

"Who escorts you? Is it that kid Jungkook?" He asked, almost seeming annoyed.

"No, it's not Jungkook." I rolled my eyes. "Some guy from Mr Jeon's company." I Informed.

"Oh." Jimin simply said.

"Yeah, sorry," I wanted to cry and break the distance between us so badly.

"It's okay." He gave me a forced crooked smile.
"I'll just kidnap you."

I gave him a humourless laugh. "Please do."

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I walked out of the large front doors of the school a few hours after Mr Park's class and walked down the stone steps slowly. I thought of the first time I went in Jimin's car. It was after a detention for being late and since it was raining, he gave me a ride kindly.

I smiled fondly of the memory.

"B-bye!" I had exclaimed happily after an awkward car ride. Everything was awkward with me back then.

"Bye~ I'll see you tomorrow" he hummed sweetly.

"Okay! Love you!" I had accidentally said, walking to the front door and opening it.