Before anything starts, I would like to assure my readers that I officially decided that Taehyung wouldn't be a student at Seolhyun's school, instead he will be a teacher.
I just wanted to be realistic, since he is 23 years old.

"Otoke (how/what)?!" I exclaimed, and slammed both of my hands on the desk, while standing up.

The whole class looked at me, including the professor.

Embarrassed, I sat down, and said, "Joesonghamnida (sorry in formal korean)".

That kid really knows how to get on my nerves.

I tried calming myself while the professor was introducing that devil, Kim Taehyung.

I, Kim Seolhyun, am not interested in listening even a bit to what the professor had to say about Taehyung.

Isn't he.... like 23 years old? Why is he attending school?

Pffft. I knew it. He's a repeater.

"My dear students, I will surely miss you. All of your weird trends and even the pranks you pulled on me. I hope you don't do them to Mr. Kim here." He sighed. "Mr. Kim, go ahead and start. I hope these students treat you well." The professor leaves the classroom, without taking another glance behind.

Why did the professor just step out?

What's happening?

Why didn't listen to what the professor had to say?

"A hot name for a hot person." Min Ji, who interrupted my deep thoughts, whispered to me, "Mr. Kim, don't you think he's good looking? How come you haven't been drooling all over that face of his?"

"Please tell me you don't know him online."

Min Ji, who disobeyed my request, said, "Kim Taehyung? Bangtan's V? Who doesn't know him? He's the top 1 handsome face of 2018."

Oh right, she's blind, saying that he's a handsome faced.

I scoffed, and said, "You admire him?"

"I think the answer's pretty obvious, Kim Seolhyun." She remarked. "We're all very lucky to have him teach us for a whole 10 months of our school year.— Actually, we're blessed to have this handsome and beautiful, deep voiced Taehyung right here in front of us."

I groaned, and said, "Jaebal (please)."

"What's wrong with you today?" She asked, obviously showing that she's annoyed.

"Forget it. What did the professor say? I wasn't listening." I said.

She calmly explained. "Kim Taehyung will be our new Math teacher. Our professor last year just resigned, don't you remember him saying that? Aigoo."

"Jinja (really)?!" I exclaimed, but only Min Ji heard.

I'm experiencing another nightmare, yet again.

Please tell me this is not real.

Give me anyone for a teacher, and I'd be contented, just not HIM.

Min Ji shushed me, and said, "What's wrong with you, seriously. Are you not an ARMY?"

I almost puked right then and there. "I told you, please stop. I'll explain later on."

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I rested my cheek on my right hand.

"Joesonghamnida (sorry in formal korean)." Said a new male student that just entered the classroom.

Once he entered, the atmosphere was a whole lot different from a few minutes ago.

"You're late. I'll let it pass, just this once. Go and sit down next to her." Mr. Kim referred to me.

I brought down my bag that was resting on the seat beside me.

The male student sat down, on my right. He said, and bowed, "Annyeong." He made a small wave.

+

"So, good morning class. As for today's lesson,...." he said, trying to bore me to death.

Lesson?! It's the first day of school, and he starts a lesson?

Slowly but surely, I fell asleep with his boring discussion.

That was a bad idea, since I only gained the attention of Mr. Kim.

Mr. Kim shouted, "Yah! You," I assumed he meant the new guy on my right. "Wake her up."

Someone from my right, the new male student, was shaking me.

I felt as if I was experiencing an earthquake.

This guy was strong.

I woke up, annoyed. "What's the matter?!" I shouted.

Mr. Kim did a pretend cough, and said, "You dare sleep in my class?" He groaned. "Since I'm nice, I'll let this slide. I hope humility taught you your lesson."

The guy on my right was obviously staring at me.

I could see him in the corner of my sharp eyes.

I turned my head towards him, letting him know that I was aware of his stare.

He leaned in, getting closer to me.

He fixed my hair.

I nervously gulped.

He peacefully put his hand back down, on top of his desk and smiled at me.

At that moment, my heart fluttered.

We were both staring intently in each others' eyes.

Okay, that part where 'He fixed my hair.' I honestly got "Fall or Fly || KTH FF" vibes. Does anyone relate?
Only those of my followers who go way back, when it was still published.
Sadly, there are no more drafts, nor published chapters of that book. I miss it.

Published: 04/30/19