Loving you was forbidden
- Reads 424
- Votes 48
- Parts 34
Oh my gosh I couldn't believe I was staring at him for so long. I could feel my cheeks and ears buring red.I was so embarrassed. I quickly hid my face within my palms and shouted "Teacher min button you shirt!"
Young shin a studious girl who pays attention to every lecture. Never late to attend any class.Her only mistake she's weak at English.
What happens when an arrogant, handsome yet friendly teacher takes the task of providing her extra english classes? This time the billionaire of a multinational company is falling for her first.
All the pictures used in the story belong to their respective artists.
I truely appretiate their works.
This is my first ever story.Hope you guys like it! Keep supporting me! Thanks.
All Rights Reserved
#11
seol
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
PROFESSOR, PERMISSION TO SIN?
Some people study for grades. Some people study for glory. And some people study you. - The university gates are older than him, older than most cities, and Joong thinks they look like something out of a dream. Gold-lettered. Grand. Intimidating. He's thirty minutes early, wearing the sunshine-yellow sweater his sister insisted was his "lucky charm" for first impressions. There's a little sweat under his collar. A lot of hope clinging to his chest. New job. New campus. A chance to do something that matters. He rehearses his introduction under his breath as he walks through the corridor. "Good morning, I'm Professor Joong-no, too stiff-Hi, I'm Joong, and I'll be your-ugh, too casual-" His thoughts are interrupted by the sight of students walking past, bright-eyed, laughing, full of potential. And then one student-him. A flash of crisp uniform. Black hair that shines too clean under the light. A stride too precise to be accidental. He's talking to someone, nodding politely, smiling just enough to seem approachable-but there's a wall behind that face. A polished, perfect wall. Joong doesn't know his name yet. Not officially. But he knows this: That boy is the kind people write scholarship recommendations for before they even graduate. The kind that carries the university's reputation on his shoulders and makes it look like silk. "That's Dunk," someone whispers beside him. "Student Council President. Top of the class. Literally the best we have."Complete
Mr. Kim
Mr. Kim Seokjin is excited to start his new job at the prestigious new private high school near his home. The school was for rich kids, but Jin just wanted to teach. His friends Namjoon and Yoongi also work there as fellow faculty members. They all decided to go on a trip to Jeju Island for one last week of fun, before school starts and they won't be able to have fun anymore. While there, they meet other young people who are also there to have fun. They don't exchange alot of information between them, figuring it will be a summer fling. Until they meet up at the same school, and realize the age difference. I was asked to write this short book, maybe between two and four chapters long. I haven't decided how long yet. But it will be short. I hope y'all like it. Some, but not all members of the group BTS will be featured as always, but not as involved. All fan art I use is not mine, but credit to whoever they belong to. I will remove if asked by the original artists. Cover Fan Art credit to @suimen_minamo ©️mzTaeJinKimComplete
Lesson Learned {Student Teacher Romance}
My whole life is 'have to.' I have to work full-time to pay the bills and keep food on the table. I have to finish college for a chance at a better job, no matter how long it takes. I have to manage my mom's sobriety so I can keep her out of jail. I have to keep a smile on my face, so no one knows how hard it's been. Now, I have to ignore the curious feelings that flutter in my chest whenever my devastatingly handsome new English professor, Fitzwilliam Benedict, is nearby. Of course, that's kind of impossible because I have to face his storm-tossed eyes and broad shoulders in class every other evening if I want to graduate with my perfect grade-point intact. And it's getting harder to ignore the way his thoughtful gaze sees all the way down to the truth I don't want anyone to know. Our kismet connection is a major complication that could torpedo everything I've worked for...Or this could be the most valuable lesson, ever. 📚🎓 Just a heads up that this isn't fully edited (yet), so you may notice typos or spelling errors! I'm doing my bets (I hope at least some of you got that joke!!) to correct as I go...but you know how it goes, when you get on a roll you sometimes miss things 🙃Complete
𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 || ✓
"Funny, how it all started with a dare!" "I dare you to flirt with the person for a month straight who walks in the class first!" ~says Yoongi's friend daring him~ 'And then I saw him; an angle who walked past the door, entering the class capturing everything with his Angelic eyes, scanning the room looking for a vacant seat and I hadn't realised before that I was this lucky to get greeted by an angle asking for the seat beside me in that sweetest voice I swear I had ever heard.' "Can I sit here?" ~~~~~~~~ Top Yoongi Bottom Jimin Tags ~ #yoonmin #jiyoon #bestfriendstolovers #schoolcrush #flirtyfriend #TopYoongi #BottomJimin #Loveatfirstsight COPYRIGHT ©️ NOTICE ~ This story is my original work and I don't allow anyone copying or translating it into any other means. If I find anything copying my work, I'll take legal action. This is my own story and I don't copy other's work so if you find any scene or dialogue similar to any other story, it's a pure coincidence. Enjoy!!Complete
My handsome teacher (yandere Levi x yandere student reader x Yandere jean)
You go to Maria high, even though you live outside of the area. What happens, when you get the hottest teacher in the history of teachers..... as your math teacher. Will you finally enjoy the subject? Or will you still hate it? What happens when Your new teacher begins to give you detention? And lunch detention? What happens when he starts acting differently around you, instead of his usual strict, clean freak, cold self? Aot not mine Characters not mine Tweaking Levi's personality a tiny bit for it to run smoothly No lemons No limes No smut No 18+ shit Cussing If you don't like this kind of story then don't read Tries not to add to many a/n's If I add them they're for another story Or for important things Or to thank ppl for reading if people do read the crap I publish Levi is a yandere, enjoys watching students fight but not if he watches you get hurt Levi tries to rid of rivals he's a yandere You are a yandere, your sanity went down after the 3rd chapter You become possessive of the Things and people you love That's I think all bye enjoyComplete
Forbidden love
She wasn't supposed to feel this way. Y/N had spent years chasing perfection, devoting herself to music, to discipline-to a future that didn't include distractions. But then there was him. The one person who challenged her, frustrated her, and saw through every carefully constructed wall she had built. Mr. Han was more than just a mentor. He was a storm she never saw coming. A single glance. A lingering moment. A conversation held just a second too long. It wasn't supposed to mean anything. And yet, the weight of unspoken words threatened to unravel everything. Lines weren't meant to be blurred. Rules weren't meant to be broken. But some things are inevitable. And when the heart is involved, resisting is never as easy as it should be. Updates every Saturday!!Complete
The One | h.j l.m.h
"Jisung! Wake up!" The brunette lifted his head from the desk, his eyes still a bit closed. "I think having someone tutoring you wouldn't be bad" he stated. "What? I don't need that, thanks Mr Park!" He talked loudly so the professor could hear him. "Minho, you're high on the ranking, would you agree to help him?" All of my classmates' eyes were directed to me. "Yes, Mr park" I finally answered, small whispers could be heard through the class. ⚠️ SmutComplete
Boundaries of Love
Preview: "I am so, so sorry. I did not realize..." "You break my laptop! I need this thing to teach my first seminar for today. And thanks to you I am already later than late!" "Hey, to be fair I apologized. In addition, you did not exactly paid attention to where you are going either! You were on your phone the whole time too, so stop trying to play the victim here!" "I was just trying to find this one room that I was supposed to be teaching in. so if you don't have anything else to say right now, I think you should move out of the way and let me pass." Hearing his response, Arianna was beyond pissed. With disbelieve and mentally cursing the SOB, she replied, "Oh if you think you are the only important being mister teaching assistant. You are dead wrong. See, I am not afraid of you. Here is my phone number in case that laptop of yours is badly damaged and you need the money to fix it. Have a good day, I hope I would have the privilege of not seeing your face ever again." Arianna moved pass the Greek god and head to the room. She arrived there quite on time since her teaching assistant was not there yet. She decided to take some deep breath in the meantime before the teaching assistant arrives. 20 minutes passed and everyone getting impatient and starting to think the seminar was cancelled. When people starting to get up to leave, the door swings open and a deep baritone voice said, "Sorry I was late class, I broke my laptop this morning so I have to get it fixed..." and he looked at me and said, "You". Holy mother of cows. With that one word, Arianna froze in place. Just her luck, that baritone voice belongs to the man that ran her over this morning.Complete
Some people study for grades. Some people study for glory. And some people study you. - The university gates are older than him, older than most cities, and Joong thinks they look like something out of a dream. Gold-lettered. Grand. Intimidating. He's thirty minutes early, wearing the sunshine-yellow sweater his sister insisted was his "lucky charm" for first impressions. There's a little sweat under his collar. A lot of hope clinging to his chest. New job. New campus. A chance to do something that matters. He rehearses his introduction under his breath as he walks through the corridor. "Good morning, I'm Professor Joong-no, too stiff-Hi, I'm Joong, and I'll be your-ugh, too casual-" His thoughts are interrupted by the sight of students walking past, bright-eyed, laughing, full of potential. And then one student-him. A flash of crisp uniform. Black hair that shines too clean under the light. A stride too precise to be accidental. He's talking to someone, nodding politely, smiling just enough to seem approachable-but there's a wall behind that face. A polished, perfect wall. Joong doesn't know his name yet. Not officially. But he knows this: That boy is the kind people write scholarship recommendations for before they even graduate. The kind that carries the university's reputation on his shoulders and makes it look like silk. "That's Dunk," someone whispers beside him. "Student Council President. Top of the class. Literally the best we have."
More detailsContent Guidelines