*ring ~~~ ring~~~

Your phone rang and shook violently, almost as if it were an emergency. You stopped what ever you're doing (Netflix with Vernon) just to reach out and grab it.

Seeing the caller you raised a brow.
It was a very sudden call from this certain guy, you never really expected him, of all people, to call.

Without a second debate with yourself, you answered.

"Hello! Welcome to Jollibee, may I take your order?"

You stiffled a laughter.

"Brat, what even the fuck?" You heard a low voice, and a sigh. You could tell this person was already pinching his nose bridge out of annoyance.

"E-eh, sorry Sir. " Yas, it was your teacher. The Almighty, oh-so-hot, French teacher, Levi Ackerman.

"I have no use of your apologies, now tell me why the hell is your boyfriend always ending up in my class?"

Your heart almost shattered. Jungkook? Well, who else? The fact he addressed him as your boyfriend only made you remember the horrid day.
But there's a catch.

"Uhm, before anything Sir. Why do you have my number?" You nicely asked as to not get into his bad side.

"Dumbshit, a teacher should have his student's phone number in case of emergency. Don't tell me you don't know anything even as simple as that." Okay, you got into his bad side.

"A-ah, I'm sorr-"

"What did I say about your apologies? Now don't make me say anything else twice." He growled.

"Uhm, are you perhaps talking about Jungkook sir?" Your timidly asked.

"Who the fuck else?" Well, he's cursing a lot. "This boy keeps ending up in my class. Always pacing off and just basically doing things to disturb me. Not to mention, Bea keeps bugging me just to make me help her get close to him."

...
Bea?

You can't help but get a bit jealous.

"Who's Bea?"

You could imagine your teacher roll his eyes. "The walking piece of shit that my crazy stalker enrolled here."

"What did you mean by-"

"Bea is trying to fucking seduce your guy."

It almost felt like the world became silent...

You could no longer hear Sr. Ackerman speaking. Vernon kept waving his hand in front you to get your attention but it's no use.

You mind kept wondering off to what the hell is going on back in Korea. You're planning to find out.

"Vernon."

He sighed in relief but almost shivered at how menacing your voice sounded.

"Call my dad."

*~*

"So, can I sit next to you?"
"No."
"Can I be your study buddy?"
"No."
"Can I be your P.E partner?"
"No."
"Can I have your number?"
"No."
"Can I go to your house?"
"No."
"Can I sleep with you?"
"What the fuck?"

Jungkook only stared at the girl weirdly, she was giggling like a hopelessly romantic.

He shook off her previous statements and walked ahead.
Bea pouted and catched up with him as she tried to look cute.

Her style started to change, from being simple she turned into one of those Queenkas or as Jungkook would like to call, the Class Bitches.

Her face is covered just by every spot where you could put on make up.
She wore tighter clothes and bras with large paddings to make her boobs look bigger. Then her skirt could almost be mistaken for panties.

All he could say is, EW.

He could vomit anytime.

Heading to gym class he saw the rest of his members. He quickly ran toward them as to avoid Bea but lucky for him, she too went to her group. The queenkas. For some reason, she became absolutely popular.

Jungkook sighed in relief as he sat with his band. "Finally. Some peace."

"Why? What happened?" Jimin asked.

"Oh the usual." Jungkook sighed.

He glanced to wherever the girl was only to see her bending down to pick up whatever she dropped with her behind facing him. (Intentional)
He quickly looked away, as he did not want to die from disgust.

She looked back at him only to see him look away, she smirked. She thought that he was liking it but looked away to avoid nosebleed.

"Like what you saw Jungkookie?" She chimed.

"Actually, I thought I saw Satan's gate!" He replied/shouted from afar.
"It wasn't a very good sight and I'm not ready to die yet! Not without Y/n!"

Her jaw dropped in shock. How could he-

"Also! I think I saw something plastic!" He added.

"That's a condo-"

"Plastic Surgery!" He snickered, along with his hyungs.

The boys laughed and cheered for their maknae. That was until the P.E teacher, again, Sr. Ackerman came.

"Alright brats. Get changed already! It's Volley ball Pool. (whatever you call it)."

'So we have to change into our swim suits?' Bea thought glancing at Jungkook and his members who were walking towards the lockers.

'This is gonna be fun.' She grinned, devilishly.

Merry Christmas! :D
Sorry for the late update. I was lazy and I almost forgot.