3rd person POV
College AU, quiet Jungkook, shy y/n, jungkooks a nerd so is y/n el oh el, gamer kook, gamer y/n lots of fluff, idrk what this is chile....enjoy<3
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[unedited]He was stationed in the back of the classroom, black hoodie covering the tresses of unruly brown hair, glasses sat perched upon his nose as his eyes darted back and fourth rapidly across the blue 3DS screen. His thumbs moved with vigor, as he stuck his tongue out slightly, concentration written on his face.
But what stuck out the most to y/n, wasn't the childish DS the boy had. It was the half gallon carton of banana milk, that say perched upon the boys desk, a red and white paper straw coming from it as he absentmindedly took sips, his undivided attention being on the game he was currently playing.
Y/n gazed at the young male, curiosity setting in as her eyes observed him carefully, watching him silently as she tapped her lead pencil on the desk, a soft tapping sound filling the air.
'Who's that...'
Y/n thought to herself, playing with the ends of her coiled hair, as she gnawed on her bottom lip.
"Ok class-" a voice rang out loudly, causing y/n to snap back into reality, her eyes turned to the front of the class, where an older taller male sat, his glasses perched high upon the bridge of his nose, the hair around his hairline beginning to thin out. His eyes were gentle as they aimlessly gazed at the class. Y/n could tell he was a heartthrob in his younger years.The male stretched his lips into a thin line, a smile gracing his face.
"I'm mr. jeon, I'll be your government professor for this semester" the lanky male clapped as everyone hummed in approval, the teacher seemed seemingly nice. Y/n glanced around the class room, her eyes raising in slight confusion as she slowly raised her hand.
"Ah yes miss...oh! Miss l/n..what can I do for you?" Mr.jeon answered after straining his eyes to get a glimpse of the name tag on y/n's shirt, he had passed around at the beginning of class.
"Uhm...why's this class so small? I thought this was an honors program..?" Y/n asked quietly as mr.jeon smiled.
"I'm actually glad you brought that up" mr.jeon stated as he sat on one of the desk at the front of the seemingly empty class.
"So-" mr. jeon began as he clapped his hands, before rubbing them together, his green eyes darting across the class room.
"This specific class is an honors program yes, but this year the school decided to take only the most gifted from that program and put them into these classes" mr.jeon explained as hums of approval were heard around the room.