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Chapter 06 || Suspension

P a r k    S a r a    P O V .

As I rush into the University building, my bad luck comes into action again. It's been a bad day already, first I slept in and couldn't even have breakfast as it was getting too late and I didn't want to miss Mr Kim's class. I'm weak in anatomy part and I can't afford to cut on my classes just because I couldn't wake up on time.

Well, anyways so thanks to my bad luck, I missed the bus too, and now I meet Park Jimin in the hallway. I admit it was my fault for not looking and running into him like a blind person, but I have a good reason for that! He comes late almost every day, while I'm a punctual person, so it was freaking me out to lag behind my schedule and I might've miscalculated the distance and time I needed to stop before I bump into him.

He hisses, turning into me with a glare which soon gets replaced by an amused look, "Am I suddenly on time?" He raises his eyebrows, checking his phone and smirks, "Or maybe our good girl is late today. What's the reason madam?"

"Talking crap all the time." I mutter, shaking my head as I decide to ignore his presence and head towards our class.

He clicks his tongue, grabbing my arm and stops walking, making me stop as well as he turns me around and smiles, "Let's ditch class today. It's not all the time you come late."

"No, thanks." I say, pulling my arm back as I going my way. It's all Jungkook's fault, he could've called me to wake me up and I wouldn't be late. I sigh deeply hearing footsteps following behind me and faint whistling from the guy, making my blood boil.

"What do you want?!" I lash out at him, "I'm not going anywhere with you!"

"Not even to the class?" He chuckles coyly. "Don't be mad princess. Even though you look hot when you're mad at me, it's not really good for your health."

"Can you shut-"

"No, but I know a way you can make me shut up." He grins and leans closer to me, placing his arm next to my head on the wall behind me, "Those lips, sweetheart. I miss how they taste."

I glare at him, pushing him away and storm to the class while he sighs softly, following behind me without uttering another word. I slide the door open after taking a deep breath, and the whole class looks at us including Mr Kim.

"Good morning sir, I- I'm so sorry for being late."

"Sara," He nods, "I didn't expect you to be late, especially with him. Tutoring and helping each other out is okay, but I don't really think it's appropriate for decent girls like you hanging out with guys like Jimin."

I blink a few times, staring at our professor who gives me a disappointed look, more of a dirty one, while the students are busy murmering to each other, probably about how me and Jimin are not in a relationship now but still we're found together at times.

"I'm sorry if this comes off as rude or anything, but you're a teacher, focus on teaching. Who Sara or any of your students is hanging out with shouldn't bother you." Jimin says in a serious tone of voice.

"Jimin, shut-"

"And just so you know," He continues ignoring my little whisper in between, "She got late because of me. I dropped my wallet on the way, so Sara stopped to help me. Is it enough for you ignore her this once instead of providing filter check about her life that surely doesn't concern you?"

There goes my scores for the semester...

I glare at Jimin, nudging his side with my elbow and look at Mr Kim who looks flushed embarrassed. I smile nervously, nibbling on my lower lip, cursing at my fate as I bow to him, "I'm really sorry sir, I wasn't hanging out wi-"

"Stop apologizing, Sara," Jimin says, pulling me up and places his arm behind my back, "you apologized for coming late, that is enough. He should be the one apologizing for pointing you out like that."

"Stop it, Jimin." I glare at him, "He's our teac-"

"So? Doesn't he have a sister or a mother at home?"

"Are you drunk? Stop talking like that!" I almost whine, holding the sleeve of his jacket. I want to hit him right now. If he doesn't think of himself, he should at least think about others! "He'll fail us Jimin..." I mumble.

"He wouldn't dare."

Mr Kim draws my attention as he clears his throat, making all the mutterings go quiet. He looks at me with a stern glare, "You two, in the dean's office right now."

"Sir! I apologise for what he said, please don't-"

"Miss Sara, please proceed." He states, gesturing his hand for me to stop pleading.

"Sir... I'm sorry..." I stare at him with tears brimming my eyes, "He didn't mean anything wrong sir, please you know him-"

"Let's go, Sara." Jimin says, taking my hand as he starts walking away from the class, dragging me with him.

"Jimin stop!" I pull my hand back, glaring at the guy as he sighs deeply and crosses his arms on his chest, standing in front of me. "Why did you have to say all that?! He's our professor, do you understand that? He would have no problem dropping our scores anywhere in the middle and we won't even know it!"

"Really? And what about the way he was talking to you?"

I stay quiet for a moment before nodding slowly, "Where was the lie? I'm not supposed to be with you Jimin..."

"Sara, listen to me." He says, holding my hands in his, "I wasn't mad about that. You can go wherever you want with whoever you want, and that shouldn't concern anyone else. The way he made it sound it is what bugged me."

I stare at him, nodding a little and pull my hands back, "Why did you lie?"

"About you helping me?" I nod to answer his question and he smiles proudly, "I didn't. I actually did lose my wallet on the way and a girl named Sara helped me get it back."

My eyes squint at him and he chuckles, "Liar." I say.

"No, seriously. I even promised her a date with me as a thanks." He smirks. Geez!

"Well great," I roll my eyes at him, "Some Saras are going on a date with you, and some are risking their mid term scores because of you."

"Do you wanna be in the first type of Saras?" Jimin asks, glancing down as he rubs his neck, "Because I want you to be her again."

I can't help but stare at his face, feeling myself slowly smiling at his words. I shake my head and pull out my phone as none of us say anything and head towards the dean's office in silence. It's not awkward for I know Jimin isn't expecting an answer from me, and this is so him. Even when he first asked me out, it wasn't like a question, it was a like I was a close friend and he was presenting his idea to me, leaving me comfortable to make the decision if I want to agree or not.

He's still whistling next to me and frequently humming to a song wich sounds calming to ears. I check my phone, seeing a few massages and one missed call from Jungkook. I'm going to get a nice scolding from him after he's done with the class. I open the text from him which surpringly is sent late at night. My brows knit together, reading the message and the first thing I do, is try to call him.

"The number you're trying to reach is switched off."

I stare at the screen with a frown, texting him back quickly;

What happened Jungkook? Is everything okay? You should've met me before leaving or at least called me.

Okay, listen I'm not that mad. Just a little bit. So you better come back real quick and buy me my fav meal for the whole month!

You take care of yourself too, I'll be fine don't worry. love you tooooo <3

Good thing he didn't see what happened in class today. I put my phone back and glance at Jimin who knocks on the door of the office on seeing Mr Kim coming towards us. I let out a deep breath, quietly following Jimin inside as he nods in assurance and makes me stand beside him, away from Mr Kim.

"Yes?" The dean says, "Mr Kim, any problem?"

"Yes, Mr Min," I close my eyes, hanging my head low as our professor starts explaining our disrespectful behaviour towards him and also how we disturbed his class.

The dean nods in response, pushing his spectacles on his nose bridge and looks at me and Jimin, "That is not acceptable, especially from you Sara. I had a good image of you in my eyes. Insulting your professor is really bad, and you both deserve a right punishment for that."

"Sir, I said I'm sorry, we didn't mean it." I say, pleading him too for I know he is too strict to do any good that would help us right now.

"You're suspended for a week." He pronounces.

"No, sir please don't do this. I'm sorry, I can't miss the classes... Jimin, apologize, please..." I say, almost begging him.

He glances at me and probably notices the tears in my eyes that he finally decides to open his mouth and use it for some good, "I'm sorry,"

"Don't say it of you don't mean it, Park Jimin." Mr Min says and I drop a tear, "You both can go, and please reflect on your actions, especially you, Jimin."

He sighs deeply and looks at me, then back at the dean, "Suspend me if you want, Sara didn't say anything. Why is she being suspended?"

"She needs a lesson to know what the consequences of hanging out with you."

These people... Why is everyone so butthurt about me spending time with anyone? I close my eyes, and wipe my tears, inhaling deeply before looking at the elders, "It's fine sir, if that's what my mistake is. But I really feel bad how you're doing to this to me knowing my problem, just because I stepped in class late and coincidentally with Jimin. It's not even his fault, he just said what's right. But I'm sorry you can't see it." I say, not looking at anyone again and take Jimin's hand, exiting the office.

"Woah! Tough girl!" He grins, pulling me into a hug, making me smile a little. "Good job, Sara. Speaking at the right moment is necessary."

"I know, thanks. You did a lot of things for me too, so it's fine." I say, pulling away from the hug.

"Oh so you're trying to pay me back?" He raises his eyebrow, "Well let me tell you, I don't accept this way."

"What?" I frown at him, "Don't you dare say anything weird-"

"No, I meant you have go get some ice cream with me. Is there any other way people reward each other too?" He smirks, raising his brows at me, "I wonder who taught you that princess."

"Just ice cream." I mention with my cheeks burning in embarrassment, ignoring his other statement.

"Sure, let's go." He chuckles.

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A/N- I don't follow rules. Even the ones I made :') I just can't. But anyways uploading a new chapter nice right?  So I did today! 🙂 And I thought y'all will like this chapter ☺️


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