6:15 am, not a minute earlier or later, that is when 17 year old Jeon Jungkook's morning began. That sound of constant beeping until he actually had the energy to get up and turn it off was something he hated during the school year, one of the many things he hated, but it was one of the biggest. The sound of his alarm ringing so early in the morning brought on headaches and the sound of groans for who knows how long. School was just never his favorite thing to do or even something he liked. He was already easily passing every class with As without even trying and teachers hated him for it, especially his French 1, 2, and 3 teachers from the last few years.

Jungkook sat up and turned off his alarm, flopping back down on his bed with a soft sigh. Mondays were always the worst in his opinion. They brought him to much dread that it was almost too difficult to get out of bed in the morning. The sound of his alarm going off in his head slowly died as he relaxed and closed his eyes. He suddenly heard foot steps right outside his room as his heart rate quickly picked up, he forgot to put away things he uses to escape. If his mom found out he would be killed on the spot and given away as food to their dogs.

When he finally got those things put away he heard a knock on his bedroom door and his brother's voice asking if he was awake. Jungkook just quickly responded to him before closing his closet door to hide the entire box. The second he heard the foot steps move downstairs he let out a sigh of relief and started looking through his dresser for something to wear that wouldn't take much effort and would keep him as hidden as possible from the crowd and the new French teacher since he wanted to make a decent first impression. It's better to not have the new teacher hate you on the first day.

"Oh you're awake Koo. I thought I was going to have to wake you up like yesterday."

"Come on Eomma it was one time-"

"-every year. You always over sleep on the first day.."

"Well, I miss summer when I get to hang out with my favorite mother~"

She leaned over a bit and whispered. "This is why you're the favorite. Don't tell Junghyun..!"

"Noted. Hey Junghyun Hyung!"

Jungkook's older brother, Junghyun looked over at them from the couch with food stuffed in his mouth. He quickly swallowed it and coughed to clear his throat.

"What?"

"Eomma said I'm the favorite!"

Ms. Jeon playfully hit Jungkook with the spatula she was holding as Junghyun got his brother in a head lock. She laughed seeing their 'fight' because she knew they were just playing. They've always been like this after all.

"Come on boys. Food is ready!"

Both boys went over to their mother and looked at the plate "Pancakes!"

"Eat up. I have plenty more for my favorite sons!"

She hugged them both at once and kissed both of their foreheads. Jungkook giggled with his brother.

They were a really close family, after all it was them against the world. Their dad left when Jungkook was only 2 for 'work' but a few years ago Ms. Jeon told them that he actually got another woman pregnant and went to go live with her.

It was hard raising 2 boys on her own while holding down a job but to her it was worth it to see them everyday. After a few years she even was able to start up her own business and become the first female CEO in Korea. Now, she has stepped back a bit from the company.

Even though she loved working up the company from rock bottom, her true passion lies with raising her kids.

She knows she made a good choice letting her best friend, and business partner, take over every time she looks at those boys.

"Ok! Jungkook go get your teeth brushed and fix your hair. Junghyun go get dressed you have an interview today. I'll clean up."

"I have my interview at 11, I can help you clean."

"You don't have to Hyun..."

"Eomma I'm serious. Go sit down, your show should be on right now, correct?"

"Yea.."

"Then go sit. I'll take care of it."

"Thank you Hyun."

"It's no problem."

Jungkook came back downstairs, moving his purple hair out of his eyes. He really needed to get to class, only 10 minutes left.

"Kookie!"

"Yes? What is it Eomma?"

"Give me a hug before you go."

Jungkook nodded and hugged his mother tightly. He kissed her cheek before pulling away with a smile on his face. She told him to stay there then grabbed his lunch so he didn't forget.

"Thank you Eomma."

"Your welcome Koo. Now go, I don't want you to be late on the second day."

"Ok, Love you!"

"I love you too Kookie."

Jungkook got into his car and put his backpack on the passenger seat. He slowly pulled out of the driveway frowning, he really didn't want to go today but he had to for his scholarship.

A few minutes later he arrived at the highschool and got out of his car. Out of nowhere his best friend, Jimin, came running up to him while breathing heavily.

"Did you run a marathon or something?"

Jimin shook his head and started dragging him to their first period. "Have you seen the new French teacher?"

"No? There's a new one?"

"Yea, apparently Miss. Min transferred so this new guy took over."

"The french teacher is a guy?"

"Yes and he's unbelievably hot."

"Better not let your boyfriend hear that."

"Whatever. He might be the one for you!"

"I'm not getting with my teacher Jimin-ssi. That's kind of illegal."

"Well then I'm a criminal. Yoongi was my homeroom teacher last year.."

"You're fine. I honestly don't care who you date as long as they treat you right and it's kind of legal."

"Hey, I'm 18 everything is legal."

"So we're good."

They got to the classroom and sat down at their seats. Jungkook took out the thick 'French ll' book as he leaned back in his seat. Jimin has weird tastes in men so it's very possible that he the guy isn't that attractive.

They sat there talking for a few minutes until they heard the door close at the front of the classroom. Jungkook looked up to see a well dressed man with a briefcase walk in.

Jungkook felt his face heat up looking at the guy. He started thinking that the man looked too young to be the teacher so he was probably just one of those people who overdress for school.

That thought stopped when he stood in front of the class and spoke. "Hello everyone, since Miss. Min transferred as well as Mr. Shin I will be teaching your French and PE classes."

The class gasped and stared at him in shock. The man was beautiful. He hit the board with a ruler and everyone shut up.

"My name is Mr. Kim, before we start I'll set a few rules and do roll then we'll get started with the lesson."

He went over and set up the projector before turning it on. The first rule flashed on the board and everyone gulped.

"Rule one, you will be held to certain expectations. Very high expectations. I trust that all of you should be perfectly capable of handling that. I promise that I'm not going to stop speaking Korean for the lessons after today or that you'll be expected to ask questions or respond in french the entire year."

Everyone sighed in relief and relaxed. Hearing that made the teacher kind of happy.

"Rule two, you'll have a 2 warning system. Slightly annoy me and you get a warning, severly annoy me and you're out in the hall. Keep going and it's a referral, after that is the principal. Do you understand?"

The entire class nodded.

"Good. Rule 3, I will be expecting each and every one of you to respect every single person's gender identity, sexuality or anything. As someone who has dealt with family ending everything because of the discrimination they received, I don't want it to have to happen to one of my students."

Jungkook smiled softly and looked down at his fingers. The fact his teacher even said that made him feel happy. It let him know that the bullying in other classes won't happen as much. It gave him hope that he will actually enjoy French.

After Mr. Kim went through the roll call he started the lesson. Jungkook zoned out and just stared at the beautiful man in front of him.

Out of nowhere he got the urge to draw the teacher so he pulled out his sketchbook and a pencil. While he was drawing a person put a hand on his head, catching his attention.

Jungkook looked up to see his teacher with a stern look on his face that excited him a way it shouldn't. The teacher noticed him staring and cleared his throat, remembering what he wanted to say.

"Jeon."

"Yes..Mr. Kim?"

"Why weren't you paying attention to my lesson?"

"I-I don't know sir..."

"Well if your french is so perfect that my lesson is absolutely useless to you, give me a phrase off the top of your head, no thinking."

Jungkook was barely paying attention to what the man was saying because he was so focused on how he smelled. Vanilla and cinnamon, his favorite mix of smells. He finally got a close up look at those blue eyes and he loved it.

"Baise-moi ici et maintenant...."

The entire class bursted out laughing while Jungkook apparently didn't know what came out of his mouth. He was too dozed off with a part of his mind imagining what it would be like to sleep with Mr. Kim.

"Just...stay after class. That little comment of yours has earned you a detention."

Jungkook noticed Mr. Kim's face was bright red and wondered what he actually said. He looked down and accidentally saw his teacher's crotch as well.

His eyes widened. Either his french turned him on or this man's fucking huge. It just made his imagination more vibrant.

Mr. Kim stepped out of the room for a second to get the worksheets and Jimin instantly turned to Jungkook.

"Do you know what you just told him?!"

"No...? Did I even say anything? I don't remember."

"You know what 'Baise-moi ici et maintenant' means in Korean?"

"I did not say that..."

"Yes you did bud, and you said you didn't have a thing for him. Seriously you could have said anything in the French language you could have even gotten away with just 'hello' but you chose 'fuck me here and now'. I thought you were smarter than this."

"I am, I just don't know what got into me..."

"Uh-huh...oh that's the bell see you in PE!"

"Huh? Oh right I have a detention."

"Hey, think of the good side."

"And that is?"

"You get to be alone with Mr. Kim. Who knows what he could do to you~"

"Park!"

Jimin gulped at the sound of Mr. Kim's voice. He turned around and got kicked out of the class after getting his assignment for the night. Jungkook sighed loudly and leaned back in his seat. This wasn't how he planned to have the second day go.

Mr. Kim took off his overcoat and pulled up a chair to sit across his student. Even with what happened earlier he always thinks it's good to get someone else's side of the story

Jungkook bit his lip when he saw Mr. Kim loosening his tie, it was like every muscle in that man's hand tensed and he loved seeing it.

"Mr. Jeon, want to explain what happened earlier? I'm not mad, I just want to know."

"I'm really sorry. I just heard it from my brother when he was in highschool and he told me it meant something completely different..."

"Got it, just don't ever tell me to fuck you in any way, shape, or form."

"I won't. I'm sorry sir."

"Good, because if you do it again...."

Mr. Kim grabbed Jungkook's chin and forced him to stare. Jungkook's face got bright red and he could barely keep a straight face.

".....I'll actually do it."