Ghosts don't exist y'all. It's just
Haunter and Gengar creating illusions 👻 Better get a Hoot-Hoot to make them scoot scoot 😀

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Yoongi couldn't sleep.

The teacher lays on his back on the bed. His eyes getting heavy as he could feel his body all weared out due to the exhausting beach activities. The lights were dim, bed comfortable and soft, peaceful silence in the room and the temperature too was just perfect to drift anyone into slumber.

He tries closing his eyes, thinking about pleasant things. Even attempts counting sheeps. But no, nothing is helping. Yoongi himself is surprised at the fact that he who could fall asleep at the randomest of places, now is having trouble in such tranquility.

As if, something is bothering him and keeping him up all night.
Is it an indication by my sixth sense?

He closes his eyes and sighs. Opening them soon again. While all the other teachers are deep in sleep, he just laid there blankly staring into the darkness.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

A sudden loud banging on the door startles awake everyone. Before Yoongi could process it and get up, the lights switched on. He glances in the direction to find Chanyeol standing by the switch, a terrified expression on his face as if just been woken from a nightmare. Well..all of them had that expression. After all, who the hell just crazily bangs your door at 3 am??

The banging isn't stopping. They confusedly look at each other's faces from their spots. Chanyeol by the lightswitch, Yoongi and Baekhyun sitting up on their beds, and Hoseok...on the floor hiding himself under a blanket.

"Who could it be at this hour...?" Chanyeol breaks the quietness.

Yoongi bites his sighing, "I..I'll go check."
He gets up from his spot, cautiously walking towards the never stopping banging door, scoffing at Hoseok on the way.

As he turns the doorknob, the door harshly pushes open almost making stumble and then fall on the floor. He finds himself being surrounded by a lot of persons.

Looking up to their faces, Yoongi recognizes them as Jungkook's gang. They all have a scared to death expression on their faces. Heavily panting, sweaty and wide-eyed, they keep shouting the name of Jungkook. Not even letting the small teacher speak.

"QUIET!"

Yoongi deeply yells out. Shooting each one of them a glare. This causes the already scared delinquents to unintentionally obey and go silent, fear still evident in their eyes. They back away making space for Yoongi, who awkwardly gets up wiping the non existent dirt off his pants.

In the meantime, the other teachers come there as well, Hoseok still tightly wrapping the blanket around him. They glance at the students and then at Yoongi, giving the pale man a questioning look.

"Only one of you will speak. Tell me what happened."
Yoongi announces. Pronouncing every word clearly with emphasis. They may not be in the classroom, but Yoongi finds it necessary to act like the teacher he is. Stern....yet soft.

The boys fidgeted in their places while looking down, certainly nervous. They quietly say "You speak." or "No, you." to each other with their eyes.

Few seconds go by when Bambam finally says, "Mingyu is going to explain it. He started everything."

Yoongi frowned.

"No. YOU will explain whatever your name is."

He stared directly into the said boy's eyes.
Bambam swore he could feel an unusually cold aura around Yoongi. He felt intimidated, for like the first time, he couldn't himself accept he felt so.

The teacher's face was expressionless like always. You could never tell what's he's truly feeling. He may look like he's planning to murder you in bed, but on inside it might be he's just thinking hard if Saitama can beat Goku though.

(In my opinion 😗, YES!)

"O-okay... Uhh..Jungkook...."
Bambam begins. Intensely staring at his feet as he feels all eyes & ears on him. He stammered with his words but continued to recite the whole bloody incident.

On the other hand, Yoongi patiently listened. Anger and dissapointment raging in his body with every line told. His expression was all blank and poker-faced, but his eyes....Damn! those irises became darker than the deepest shade of black.

Hoseok shuddered. He knew his friend too well. Yoongi wasn't the type of person to get angry and rage out easily. Patience and unbotheredness were his major virtues. But when he makes this face, it's time to save your a$$ cuz boii is beyond furious.

"So.. yeah, that happened." Bambam finished, his head down as before. Not being able to find the confidence to look up to the pale teacher's eyes. He could sense daggers being glared into his soul.

"Tell me the exact location. Once I return, I am going to have a serious talk with you all."

After taking detail every detail, Yoongi rushes to the bedroom. Coming back with a flashlight, he then proceeds to wear his shoes.

"Wait. Are you actually going alone?"
Chanyeol raises his eyebrow concerned.

"Yes. You guys can go sleep now. And you all..." He turns to students. "...Go sit in couch and wait for me."

"Yoongi don't be stupid. It's dangerous to go alone!!"
Hoseok drops his blanket.

"So? Who will come with me.. You?"

"What if I do??"

"Tsk. I would leave you there to rot if you faint."

"You je-"

"Hobi, I'll be okay. Trust me. There aren't any wild ferocious animals prevailing in the woods. Yes, I did research. There are only herbivores and small animals."
Yoongi tries to form a reassuring smile but that just comes out forced.

"I wasn't even worried about the woods... "

"There is nothing to worry about a place where no even lives anymore."

"But..but the ghost..."

Yoongi clicks his tongue in annoyance.
"You know right I don't believe in that shit."

"Yoongi that's just crazy. You want to go in a haunted house in the middle of night-morning whateva without any safety measures. What if something happens-"

"SHUT UP BITCH!! I'M A GROWN ASS MAN. I KNOW THE RIGHT THING TO DO. YOU ARE A FUCKING IDIOT TO PANICK OVER ME WHILE THAT BRAT IS THERE ALONE!!!"

Hoseok flinches back scared. Yoongi really did snap at him. That was something the older rarely did at him. He clearly was annoyed already, and now Hoseok feels bad for adding fuel to the fire. He was just worrying for his best friend, considering it sure is dangerous. Hoseok can't settle with Yoongi going there alone.

"I'm sorry."
Hoseok mumbles, closing his eyes. He suddenly feels a certain warmth around his face causing him to open them again. He sees Yoongi close to him, cupping his face, his expression...which dark before, now has turned into a rather soft one.

Yoongi sighs, "No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you...but you should try to understand the situation, Jungkook is more important for now."

Yoongi you lil meow meow!
Hoseok nods, gently removing the older's hands from his cheeks, interwining them in his owns.

"You're right hyung. But going.. alone, we could come with you. Or you can tell Jimin and others.."

"You all could but that isn't appropriate. I don't want the word to spread. It will cause a huge panic among our students..so it's the best if one person goes.. the others handle the situation here, and see no rumors get around."

Hoseok slowly nods as he lets go of his hyung's hands. He thinks for a bit before exiting out the room through the door.

"At least let me come with you." Chanyeol suggested.

"No Chanyeol.. One person is more than enough. And.. Jungkook is a student of my class, I should have been more responsible."

"I'm going to be okay, if I still don't return within two hours, then you can come hunt for me." Yoongi reassures when he sees hesitance in the other teacher.

"Okay...then please be safe."

"I will."

A smile of determination gets flashed by Yoongi. He turns the doorknob, opening the door he steps out. Only to see Hoseok coming towards him from wherever he went.

"Hyung..please keep this with you. It keeps off evil spirits."
The younger mutters while extending a white pouch.

The older can't help but comply with his dongsaeng request. So he accepts the pouch and keeps it in his pocket. He too knows that in many cultures this substance works just like holy water. Salt.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

Yoongi got there sooner than he expected. Unlike those stupid students who nearly got lost in the woods, he managed to reach by a shortcut. And now he stands before the damned house. His breath may or may not have hitched at the sight of the creepy outerior of the abandoned mansion. But he could care less.

He kicks open the door, marching in like THE Agust D.

The teacher didn't waste time in roaming around getting scared. Ghosts isn't something he has a firm belief on. Though being in such a situation might even make the bravest feel shivers. But for Yoongi, he is focusing on Jungkook and only Jungkook.

He walks in the route told, cautiously flashing the torch at everything in front. It's not that he suddenly became affectionate towards Jungkook or that he cares about him much. But as a teacher he has to.

Yoongi felt more than guilty for not taking an action before. He damn well overheard the conversation of the boys in the plane. He knew they were talking about haunted house and visiting there. Had he been more responsible before, none of this shit would occur. But no, he had just shrugged it off assuming it as a normal teenage boys bragging.

This made him blame himself for it.

Of course, he was agitated at Jungkook's gang, but now is more disappointed in himself. He had promised Jimin to prove himself to be a perfect and ideal teacher. But if he can't even manage his students..then it's far from being ideal. Let alone perfect.

Jungkook....

Yoongi halts at the final place. The place where Jungkook had disappeared. The light from the torch flashes on the old wooden floor as the teacher now takes small careful steps. There at a point he notices - a big crack in the floor.

Crouching down, Yoongi pointed the flashlight into the crack. His eyes squinted as he searched for his student. As if the ground just cracked more, the teacher loses balance. Falling down into the crack. Luckily the ground below wasn't deep and he didn't fall face first. But his butt hurt from the immense pain caused due to hitting the solid concrete ground.

"Ughh.."

Yoongi groans out caressing his butt. Wherever he was, it much totally dark down there. Not even the moonlight could enter. He turns his head and sees the light from his torch flashing in the opposite direction.

At least it didn't break.

Sighing out, Yoongi starts to crawl towards his flashlight. Source of light is the most important thing right now. Or else he is done as well.
As he moves his body forward, his hand comes to land on something.... soft? Yoongi flinches in reflex. He really did touch something soft. That soft something felt like skin.
The teacher sucks in his breath. He has to see what it is. He moves
his hand over the soft something.

The outline.. Its long, and not very fat.. are these muscles... Damn! It's an arm!!

It's definitely an arm. Yoongi blinks as he felt the muscley arm again. Without giving any more thought, he quickly grabs the flashlight and flashes it over. An unconscious body laid there.

"JUNGKOOK!!!"

Yoongi screams at the top of his lungs. Repeating the action. Also shaking his body at the same time. But the boy isn't responding. The body just lays there, motionless. Causing the teacher to get dead worried.
What if.. No no no that can't happen!! I should check his breath.. Yeah. .breath.

Flashing the torch for light, Yoongi leans in close to Jungkook's face. More like his nose and lips. The teacher feels some warm air escape the younger's mouth. Thank God, he's still breathing.

Yoongi sits up. Processing + planning stuff out. He found Jungkook. Jungkook is alive. Jungkook is unconscious. Now what should he do? Find a way to leave the house-No. First he should check Jungkook's body for any wounds.

And so he does, he uses the flashlight to check for them. And he also does find few minor scratches on the youngers limbs.
They make Yoongi feel incredibly bad and sorry, but also angry.

"Why would you let your gang use you like that?"
He softly mumbles under his breath.

"Are they even your real friends?"
He gently caresses Jungkook's cheek.

"Is it because of them you act like this?"
Yoongi sighs. He knows the younger can't hear him. So it's useless trying talking.

He proceeds to turn Jungkook's torso over, laying the younger down on back. The teacher then sees blood. Blood flowing down his student's left knee. An open wound clearly visible to him.

Jungkook must have injured himself when he fell down.

Yoongi looks around confused. The wound seemed deep and blood isn't clotting. He bites his lip, eyebrows knitted as he desperately thinks of how to stop the bleeding.

It comes to his mind that he has a handerchief in his pant pocket. He quickly takes it out, and carefully wraps the blue cloth around Jungkook's bleeding knee. Tieing the knot tight enough to stop the blood flow, but not too tight to block the air passage.

Phew! Jungkook got his first aid. Now they have to escape next.

Not wasting time further, he searches around the place for an exit using his flashlight. After few minutes, he discovers that the place they are in is some sort of a basement. Of course, he found out a door through which they could go. But that too was jammed at first. Luckily after a few pushes it swung open. Revealing its way to the hallway and then to the main door. It's all set now but... there is still a problem...

How do I carry this brat out?? He's too heavy...

Welp, that is the main task now. Yoongi's smol frame can't manage to pick up the younger. Not even a piggyback. But its already been late enough, they need to get as soon as possible. Maybe he coul-

-Tring Tring Tring-

Yoongi's phone rings. He finds it amazing for the signal to prevail in the middle of forest. Checking his phone now, he sees lots of calls and messages. It's weird how he didn't notice it before. Maybe he was too focused to find Jungkook.

Now that he thinks about it..the place he is in. People say there are ghosts here. Damn! He's in the basement of a haunted house. That's beyond crazy. But Yoongi is confident he didn't sense any paranormal presence, nor he saw anything abnormal or out of the ordinary, if that stuff even existed in the first place.

Oh! But they have to get out now.

Yoongi's gaze travels through the basement, in search for something that could come handy. The first thing he sees is a broken flashlight near Jungkook's body.
Must be his.

Next he notices in on the corner of the basement, a pile of random objects. He hopes there he could some useful materia. As he gets there, he begins searching through the pile.

A broken television.... blood stained bat.... torn silk nightdress ....a pair of lensless spectacles.... a cart..... pink wig- Wait! A cart?? ....CART!!!!

Yoongi should not have any difficulty now.

He grabs the cart by the handle and scoots over to his student. Now he only has to adjust Jungkook's body onto the cart.. And Done! They can simply walk away.
Yoongi casually slides the Jungkook-filled-cart over the floor in the hallway. Suddenly, a small mumbling voice enters his ears.

"Th-thank...you..blue.. handkerchief.. b-blue handkerchief.."

Is Jungkook awake or subconscious?

The teacher tried to listen more by leaning close to the younger's mouth. But the mumbling soon stopped as he found Jungkook passed out again.

"Time to peace out already!"

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"He is not answering."
Hoseok tells the two other teachers in the room.

"Should we go?"
Chanyeol responds while pacing around the room in circle.

They are all dead worried. It was the 24th try already but Yoongi still didn't answer the calls or messages. A nervous and dull surrounded the room. Even Hoseok, the most optimistic one couldn't cheer up the atmosphere.

He started feeling himself responsible for his hyung. He knows Yoongi loves to act all tough and cool, when in actuality he is just a cute little softie. How much the older goes through to put up a manly image. Yet he let him go. All alone.

Jungkook's gang was still sitting in the living room, themselves terrified due to the deadly experience.

They all waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and weited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waitad and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waifed and waited and vaited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and wailed and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and no they didn't wait that much.

They all waited for some more time before the doorbell they were waiting for finally rang.

(Y'all didn't read all the lines right??
I intentionally made 5 typos somewhere :p)

Chanyeol is the one who received the door. There they all see.
Yoongi standing with a cart as if he just shopped a Jungkook from Walmart.

"Move bitch, I'm gay."
Yoongi sassed. The other teachers' jaws drop to the floor so hard it leaves a dent.

Just kidding this didn't happen^

Anygays,

Yoongi's arrival with a maybe not so safe and sound Jungkook makes the teachers release a sigh of relief. Their faces brightened up as they keep complimenting the pale teacher for his bravery.
And Yoongi, he is just playing cool.

"Hyung, did you come across any weird phenomenon or ghost in that place??"

"Nope."

Yoongi lied.

He wouldn't talk about it. That he did feel something unexplainable. The blood stained bat he saw in the pile... it reeked of fresh blood.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

"So? What do you all have to say huh?"

Yoongi twists his lip into an annoyed smirk. He sits on a couch in front of Jungkook's gang. His legs resting on top of a table, one over the other.

"You heard me."

They had sent for paramedics to help treat Jungkook's wound and disinfect his scratches. The younger is currently in his own room, unconscious as ever.

"Why did you do that to Jungkook?"
Yoongi frowned.

"W-we.. Why are you asking?"
One of them blurts out.

Another joins.
"Yes! Jungkook is our friend..why do we have to tell you?"

"This has nothing to do with y-"

"Friend huh?" Yoongi deeply chuckles. "Friend you say..." He stops chuckling, staring back at them with the same dark eyed look.

"WHAT TYPE OF PERSON LEAVES THEIR FRIEND ALONE WHEN THEY ARE IN DANGER AND ACTUALLY NEED THEM THE MOST HUH?"

Yoongi slammed his fists onto the table, making the boys in front shudder. They can't understand why they feel so powerless. The teacher is so small, yet his presence is enough to make them behave.

"I don't have to say much to you unfaithful jerks.. But listen up!
If you can't treat Jungkook treat, better leave him. He doesn't need to be in your gang just to obey you around. He deserves much better."

Yoongi sips in some water from the glass kept on the table.

"Yes, I may not have much say in your gang's matter. But as his class teacher, I do have some responsibility over Jungkook. I won't let you all use him for your own mischief. Don't think that I can't take any action against you. So its for your own good you treat him like a real friend."

The last line comes out mockingly with emphasis on each word.

The gang kept their heads down in shame. Mostly due to the fact that they are quietly listening. Had it been someone else, they would have gotten down to rebelling already. But this impression of Min Yoongi.. they can't bear to utter a single word.

"What will you answer when he wake up and questions you?" The teacher raises a brow. "He might get traumatised with what happened..."

"..uhh... What do we do?" Eunwoo asks after few seconds of silence.

"Listen to me..... "

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Jungkook's pov

Mghh my head hurts... What happened last night?

I feel a warm and soft fabric underneath me, a fluffy material supporting my head. Where am I? It's so dark here– Ah no I need to open my eyes.

This place.. I look around, I'm laying on a mattress with pillows and a blanket surrounding .. To my right, it's a familiar sight. (it rhymes) This seems like our resort bedroom. The sunlight is shining in through the window. It must be morning already.

Wait- was exactly happened yesterday? How did I land in here?

I rub my eyes to make the vision clear.  Okay yeah.. This is definitely our room. Then there must be my friends here too. I turn my head to the left and find a person sleeping beside me. Hmm... this face... ah its only Yugyeom.

I don't hear any voices or noises. Everyone else must be asleep as well. Guess it's still early morning. I yawn. Mmm... still feeling drowsy. Did I not get proper sleep?

I yawn again while diverting my gaze to the right, looking down. Eh? What is this? I see hair. Black hair. A black haired head on the edge side of my bed. (it rhymes x2) Oh there are arms too. Really pale arms. I can't see face. The black haired head is burried in the pale arms..where the fuck is the body?

Aaah I realise I'm laying on the lower bunk ¿ So.. I'm guessing their body must be kneeling down while their head and arms rest of my bed what? That's not even important. First of all, who the earth is this person??

Maybe.. I should awake them... But it could be one of my friends. BUT WHAT IF IT'S AN INTRUDER..? Uhhh...  no the possibility of a thief or kidnapper is extremely low considering the security. This head though... I squint my eyes... doesn't look like any of my friends' head. I need to know who this is RIGHT NOW.
I shift in my place to get a better look at their face (it rhymes x3) from a different angle.

Uh-oh this causes the head to move slightly. I abruptly sit up in refelx. Are they awake?

The black haired head slowly lifts up revealing... smooth pale skin...  feline-like eyes ....little button nose ....cherry tinted pouty lips ...a porcelain doll face ....so cute.

They let out a little yawn while carelessly rubbing their eyes with head tilted to the side. It sounded like a purr ...so cute.

Their hands gently remove the black hair strands (it rhymes x4) from those small triangular eyes as they suddenly shoot wide open. Sharp.... 'em eyes, they are sharp like a cat. This person looks like a kitten ...so cute.

O SHIIIIIT IT'S MEAN YOONGI!!!!!!

"Hmm...yeah that's me."

His deep ass raspy morning voice enters my ear. What the fuck. Did I shout out loud???

Before I could speak anything else, he puts a finger on my lips ew.

"If you have any questions, ask your friends."
He speaks, lazily gets up, and exits the room. Ever so casually. Leaves the room just like that. I feel like a clown.(*sob* *sob* every ARMY does🤡)

"J-Jungkook.. You okay?"
Minghao peeks from the upper bunk. My loud shout must have woken him up. I hear some chattering noises before all of them leave their beds and surround me. Well.. Everyone except Mingyu..  he's deep in sleep. (it rhymes x5) Why are they doing this?So weird and confusing.

Nonetheless I nod and ask, "Why? What happened? And why was that Mean Yoongi here??"

They look at each other rather nervously. Eunwoo scratches the back of his neck and answers,
"You see, last night you fell down from the top bunk while sleeping... and injured your knee. Uhh.. It started bleeding. So your class teacher was informed ...and he fell asleep while treating you.. Uhh that's why he was here."

My knee? My knee.... I remove the blanket covering my lower torso. And yeah... there is a white surgical tape wrapped around my left knee... Shit! Was it really bleeding? It does hurt a bit as I try to move it.

My left knee..... wait! wait! wait! I'm remembering something. Something blue... Blue handkerchief! An imagery of a blue handkerchief wrapped around my left knee immediately clicks in my mind. The imagery looks so real as if I actually pictured that. I see darkness around my legs in that imagery.

Ouch! My head hurts.

I don't clearly remember the events of last night.. Uhh.. We were packing stuff¿ ....and talking about the abandoned house.... urban legends.. that blog.... cheating slut.... woman with bat ....woods ....bloody handprints–

Damn! It hits in my head now. We planned, packed and went to visit that haunted house. We heard a noise and they sent me and Mingyu to check it out!!! But what happened after that? Did we escape? I don't remember so...

I raise my head up towards my gang, staring at them with wide eyes. Need to get things straight.
"What happened when we were in that abandoned house?"

They gulp and look down for a split second before Dokyeom responds to my question.
"What are you talking about Jungkook?"

Eh.

"Yeah.. I don't recall visiting any abandoned house." Bambam speaks up soon after. "Neither do I." Jaehyun joins in.

What the fuck.

"Stop lying bitches! Weren't we discussing about that damned urban legend and visiting there the entire time??"
I yell out. I remember everything. They can't deny this.

Yugyeom sighs, his eyeballs shifting from left to right. He is about to say something,
"Yes. We did. We even tried to pack up and visit there... But Jungkook don't you remember? You fell asleep on the couch while we were planning. Umm... w-we had to cancel our plan then."

"Yup! We didn't visit." Speaks the now awake Mingyu.

This is getting crazy. Are they fooling me? I can't tell what's the truth and what's not.

"BUT WE DID VISIT THERE. I REMEMBER. Did you all forget? Long hallway, bloody hand imprints, rusty gate... and what else was there? Yeah dark and scary, we heard weird noises–"

"Stop it Kook. None of that happened."

"It is probably your dream, nothing else."

"What you are saying is just imaginary shit. Ghosts are not even real."

"Did you have a nightmare Jungkook?"

"We didn't experience ANY of that. We too just went to sleep after placing your asleep body in the top bunk. Then you fell down and all."

"Jungkook man.. you had a bad dream. Let's go freshen your mind."

"Hmm..let's just enjoy and get negative thoughts out of brain. We also have the bus tour today."

What is this?

Are they really telling the truth?

Or are they lying to me?

But why would all of them lie?

No they must be telling the truth.

What they said about Mean Yoongi, that must be true too.

I guess it was really just a bad nightmare.

Yeah..it must be..it happens when you spend too time in scary stuff.

All of it is just in my imagination, the blue handkerchief...

But why did everything feel so real? Maybe... 

Nah I should not think about it.

I won't think about it anymore, it's just a really bad nightmare.

Nothing else.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

"The buses are here. Get on everyone!"

Jimin screams out telling the students at the bus stop on the beach. It is the last day they are spending in Hawaii, tomorrow is their flight back to Korea. Today is the turn of the third years for the bus tour. Jimin although could go for it earlier, but he decided to stay back and visit today, since most of his close friends are teachers of third year classes. Including Yoongi.

Now speaking of the small pale boy, he is busy guiding out his own class towards the buses. Hoseok by his side. While Chanyeol and Baekhyun are having a little talk amongst themselves. (Chanbaek? Yes❤)

"You look cute Yoon, let's take another selca." Jimin approaches the said man with his phone in his hand, a flirty smile playing on his pink plump lips.

"Sure!" Yoongi smiles back, "Also, your shoes are really nice Jimin.." his smile turns into a smirk, "They give you a good height." He makes a smug face towards the taller.

"Yaaah! I told you not to mention it!!"

Yoongi chuckles, along with Hoseok who secretly or maybe not so secretly heard them. Making Jimin's face turn red with embarrassment and him playfully stomping away like the baby boss he is.

The students are entering the buses in order, according to the sequence. Yoongi's class is 3-H. Yet to come after two more classes. By that time he decides to collect his students all together so no one gets left out.

He looks around, finding his class students scattered around just doing random things while waiting. His gaze then falls on Jungkook who is a little away from the crowd. The younger is sitting on a rock, seeming as if deep into thought. His face doesn't look scared or dull, but not the brightest either.

I wonder what he is thinking....

Jungkook stares at his left knee, while sitting on the rock. A little away from the noisy crowd of the students. He is trying to not think about the realistic nightmare, by trying to distract his mind with other thoughts.

Mean Yoongi saw me naked that day...

Jungkook still being spaced out, all of a sudden feels a hand ruffle his hair. He instantly looks up to find his class teacher softly gazing at him.

"What th–Don't you dare touch me!"

"...okay. I wanted to ask how's your knee? Can you easily walk."

"It's better now.. b-but why do you care huh? I didn't ask you to treat it. So I don't even feel grateful.."

"It's completely fine. I don't need you to thank me.... And.. I care because, I am your class teacher. So I have some responsibility over you."

Yoongi was worried all night about the younger. He didn't want Jungkook to wake up breaking in cold sweat with fear written all over his face. What Jungkook experienced, could lead to a life long trauma. He also didn't know if Jungkook hit the head while falling down and would have caused any mental problem. Hence he decided to be by the younger's side for the night, observing him.
But he eventually fell into slumber. Now that Jungkook seems fine, he is relieved.

Jungkook's eyes widen. As he sees Yoongi's face morphing into a soft smile. The smile further expands turning into A cute gummy smile. That was the softest and cutest expression he had ever seen on his teacher's face.

My mind should go to jail for assuming Mean Yoongi to be cute!!

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