⊱L'amour dans tes yeux, mais la haine dans ton coeur⊰

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What did I get myself into?

Walking inside the university hallway where hundreds of students bustled was something entirely new to me. As if they were reminding me that I was in an arts university, most students were dressed stylishly, some very eccentrically.

When I came before my classroom for my first ever lesson, Professional logo design, whatever that taught, I took in a deep breath to prepare myself.

Much to my convenience, I could skip any other classes except the ones where that guy, Jungkook was in. And apparently, I had four of them thanks to Chastity. She was useful for once...

Clutching my leather bag that was filled with unnecessary amount of notebooks and pens since I didn't know how many I needed, I walked into the lecture hall with long strides. Upon my entrance, nearly sixty students watched me like a hawk, observing my every movement without batting an eye. At first, I challenged their stares but after just two seconds, I nervously looked away from their cold eyes to search for an empty seat.

Never being in a lecture hall before was disadvantageous to the max. I couldn't find a single spot to save my life.

Becoming small under the others' judging looks, I tightened the hold on my bag while my legs struggled to carry me in between the tables, up the small steps.

I kept walking to the back while cursing inside my head and finally sat down on an empty seat before huffing out a breath.

Now that I could thoroughly see the hall, I found many seats here and there at the front I could have taken. Oh, whatever.

Shrugging it off, I searched for my main objective, but it soon turned futile since all I could see was people's hair from the back.

Feeling defeated, I just took out a notebook and pen, and sat there deep in thought, thinking about how I could make a striking first impression. I was certainly dressed up for it. The first step to seducing a man was to catch his attention, and by catching attention, I meant boosting your appearance.

I was wearing a white heart shaped crop top with lacy sleeves that exposed my chest area and a purple tassel mini skirt to match my hair, and I also put in a lot of effort into my makeup.

If my power wasn't allowed, I hoped that at least my appearance would hypnotize him.

The teacher walked in and the chattering died out. On the projector, he opened a website for recording the attendance of students and began calling out names. I immediately sat upright and fixed my posture. Now's the time to find him!

I waited for a while to hear the doe eyed boy's name since the hall held nearly two hundred students.

"Pluto."

"Here."

"Nabi."

"Here."

"Dionysus."

"Here."

Who even names their son Dionysus?

"Jungkook."

"Here," a mellow voice beside me exclaimed and I flinched in shock before whipping my head to the person right next to me and gawking at him.

Jeon freaking Jungkook was sitting with me all this time. How could I not notice that?!

Just like the picture, he was strikingly good looking, his features prominent and stunning. He was so immersed in drawing something on his tablet with his body hunched and head drooped. An oversized gray hoodie and sweatpants were covering his body, but the outlines of his muscles could be traced easily over them. The way his lips were forming a pout tugged something inside my chest, but I immediately shrugged it off for there was no need for me to get personally involved with him...

...No matter how innocent, adorable and baby looking he was.

"Eunsook!"

The teacher called loudly, snapping me out of my thoughts. I realized that he just called my name for the second time in order to be sure I didn't come to class.

"Here," I yelled immediately, waving my hand, and the teacher spotted me before recording my attendance.

Right. How should I greet Jungkook? Should I act flirty right off the bat? It should work fine, it always works fine. The faster, the better, right?

I flipped my hair before shifting closer to the boy next to me, but he didn't even flinch, his mind lost somewhere in the tablet. I somehow felt humiliated because he didn't spare me a glance even when I was practically touching his arm. Was I less significant than his freaking drawing?

"Ahem," I cleared my throat to catch his attention but to no avail, again.

This bish must be deaf...

"Um... excuse me?" I poked his arm, my patience running out already. I had better things to do than seducing an aloof college boy... Like sending men to hell.

He finally turned his head to look at me with confusion etched on his strangely fierce but innocent looking face, and I took in a deep breath before forcing a very sweet smile, tilting my head.

"Hi. I believe we haven't met before," I chimed and reached out my hand. "I'm Eunsook. And you are?"

He took my hand, shaking it and giving me a confused but kind smile. "Jungkook. Graphics design major."

I widened my eyes. "I'm majoring in graphic design, too."

His brows crashed together. "Really? Strange, I know everyone from my class... Maybe I never noticed you."

My brow twitched in annoyance and I huffed out a laugh with my eyes closed. He didn't have to put it that way. It seemed like all I would ever feel with him was humiliation.

"I'm sorry, didn't mean to, um, offend you," he quickly apologized, chuckling softly and then proceeded to continue his drawing.

Ugh...

"What are you drawing?" I touched his arm with my chest, shifting closer, and peeked at his tablet to find a surprisingly impressive sight.

An armor-plated, giant warrior-like creature holding an axe drawn so detailed, accentuated in every right place on par with a professional designer's art piece. The style itself was really complex and well thought out, I could clearly see that he spent countless days drawing, erasing and drawing it again to reach the state it was in now.

He must be really hardworking...

"U-Um," he stammered, shifting away a little, scratching his head. "This was, uh, my project for a class I was in last year... I'm just improving the character designs a bit. There's actually no need for that but I just thought that it needed some improvement."

"So this is for a game?" I leaned closer, searching his eyes while smiling.

With a hum, he nodded. "An action game. I haven't thought about the gameplay... Just the character and arena designs."

"Can I see the other characters, then?" I asked with excitement. I never imagined him to be so good at designing and drawing.

"It seems my class became boring for some people here," the teacher boomed, making Jungkook and I flinch. "Why don't you two come up and teach instead, hm? I assume you already know what I'm trying to talk about here."

Repeatedly cursing in my mind, I slowly shifted away from Jungkook with my head hanging low and stayed silent. All eyes were on us at that embarrassing moment, speeding up my heartbeat and shrinking my gut.

"Please respect others and stay quiet," the teacher sighed and continued to teach whatever he was talking about. I gave zero fucks, to be honest.

"Are you okay?" Jungkook let out in a whisper and a light chuckle followed.

"Yeah," I said in a small voice and turned to look at him with a pained smile. "I'm sorry. You got scolded because of me."

He shook his head with a very sweet smile. I could swear that my trembling heart skipped a beat and warmth coursed through my shivering body after seeing the endearing sight of his bunny teeth showing, eyes crinkling and nose scrunching. "I don't mind."

A lopsided smile grew on my lips as we gazed at each other gleefully.

Lust, what are you doing? He's someone you should entice into sinning... Having a soft side for him is not allowed. Send him to where every man belongs.

"What's your next class?" I asked warily, glancing at the teacher.

"Art history, why?"

I smirked. "We have the same class."

Prepare for me, Jeon Jungkook.

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Getting scolded by the teacher during a lecture is nightmare, I'm telling you 😔