chapter 1 | Crush

Monday, September 22, 2019.

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8:20 am.

"Jungkook!" my best friend calls my name as I'm heading to the building of the school with two other guys. "I thought you would not be here today," I smile but see him hyperventilate. "Are you serious? I ran as if it was worth my life to be on time! We start the day with two hours of Miss Han's lesson, do you think I'd skip that?"

"Jeez..." I roll my eyes but hide the fact I think the same. She only arrived here this year but she's already my favorite teacher. She's kind, caring, and lovely towards everyone and for some reason, I always crave her attention. Something about her makes my mind go crazy also, her fragrance. Whenever she passes by me or stays right beside me, my heart races from arousal and I love it. 

I lick my lips but try to clear my head while walking up the stairs. "Have you studied for the test though? I couldn't understand just a damn thing dude," Dongsik asks the three of us but I shake my head, just like Jaehyun did while still panting. However, the smart boy among us answers with the opposite. "I don't need to study. I know my French perfectly."

"Can you shut up?" Dongsik huffs out of frustration but the blond one glares at him. "You asked us. Sorry for having a brain," he dares to roast us but I just ignore and stand right before the door of the classroom, to make sure I'll be the one in front of Miss Han. "Hey, Kook," Jaehun who finally caught his breath grasps my attention. "Hm?" I lean back on the wall on my left and he gets right before me. 

"I looked for y/n's Snapchat yesterday and you know what?" he grins while talking about Miss Han but calling her by her name. "No I don't, tell me."

"She accepted me," he punches me in the chest like a jerk but I lick my lips and keep calm, feeling the jealousy already running through my veins. "What's her account?" I don't hold back from asking. "I won't tell you."

"Are you fucking serious?!" I kick him in the calf out of anger but watch him rubbing the hurtful spot. "You tell me what's her name or I tell your girlfriend you're tryna flirt with the teacher and let me tell you that she'll get mad—"

"Alright!" he gives in like I wanted him to. "Give it to me now," I take my phone out and open Snapchat and he does the same while muttering some words with annoyance. "It's Han y/n with the wilted rose emoji at the end," he tells me and I enter the username. Once it's done, I add her. "She told me she only accepts students if they have questions regarding the class though..."

"No, really?" I give him a judging look but put my phone in my pocket. "You thought she would chat with you like a friend?"

"Yeah...why not?" he shrugs like a dumbass. "She's friendly and sweet..." he talks about her but the sound of her pumps echoes through the hallways at a fast pace. I straighten my back and check where she is among the students behind me and Jaehyun.

She hurries to the door while checking which key she has to use, making me bite my lips at the sight of her breasts bouncing at each fast step she's making. I'm too horny.

"Good morning Miss Han," I greet her with a soft voice once she stands before me to unlock the door, seeing her panting but causing me to think about sexual stuff. "Good morning Jungkook," she breathes hard but opens the door for us, setting her eyes into mine. "I'm sorry for being late, I couldn't find a place to park," she apologizes but steps back to let us in. "It's fine—"

"It's fine ma'am," I cut Jaehyun off and push him in the classroom, to step beside her and let the others get inside. "I need to talk to you about something..." I run my fingers through my hair but land my eyes on her cleavage as she's fanning herself with her white top and checking the students. "Tell me."

"I...I tried to study yesterday for the test but...I couldn't understand anything..." I tell the truth. This is the only class for which I study hard, only to make her proud of me. "Jungkook..." she pronounces my name in a plaintive tone but makes me struggle on my spot with the effect it has on me. Her eyes now meeting mine force me to keep them up in hers. "When I asked at the end of the class if everyone understood, everyone said yes..."

"I know but..." I try to find a quick excuse. "I...I was too embarrassed to say it in front of everyone and then I didn't want to bother you since it was the end of the day..." I manage to say something but she sighs. "You know you won't bother me. I want my students to understand and learn well, so if you have some difficulties, come up to me and we'll solve it together. Alright?"

"Alright," I bite my lips but smile at her. "I guess you want me to postpone the test...?" she kindly cares and I nod with no hesitation. "Yes please..." I gaze into her eyes and she gives in to me. "I'm going to see with your classmates first, alright?" 

I acquiesce but glance down at her glossy lips. "If I can't postpone it because a lot of students studied and that you have to do it but can't answer anything, don't worry about it. We'll work on this and you'll get better marks for the next one, okay?" 

"Yeah..." I agree but keep my eyes fixed where they are, their shapes attracting me all the time whenever she speaks or plays with them. "Good, I just don't want to put the others at a disadvantage."

"Yeah, that's fine. I understand," I smile to show her I'm alright with it and she returns the expression. "Do you have more questions?" 

"No, I don't," I shake my head but look back into her eyes. "Alright then, you can get in the room," she gestures me to go first but since I like acting like a gentleman, I let her walk in before me and she does it with a smile upon her face. She must be used to this type of thing in this boys' school but I don't care, I'm a special boy.

Once I'm in, she closes the door behind us and greets everyone while heading to her desk. I put my phone in the little box like all the students have to do every day and I walk to my table, to sit down on my chair at the sound of every guy answering her and I lay my stuff on the table, to then drop my bag at the feet of it. 

"Alright..." she puts her bag on her chair but forgets to close the buttons of her top she usually fastens right before getting into class, revealing some of her breasts that all the guys in here are thirsty for. "First of all, I'm sorry for being a little late—"

"It's alright ma'am, no need to apologize," the moron I cannot stand speaks again to get her attention, putting a smile on her face. "I need to ask you something about the test," she places her laptop on the flat surface. "Who really studied? Be honest with me," she asks so I lift my hand up. Each guy in this room does the same. What a bunch of damn liars.

"Eh. Guys..." she doesn't take this lie coming from a lot of them but figures out. "Come on, I just want to know if I have to keep the test for today or let us work on it more and do it next week."

We all pull our hand down and Dongsik speaks out. "Let's do it next week ma'am. I didn't understand anything when I studied."

She looks at him but seems to be bothered by what he said. "I feel like I speak to a wall when I give you my lessons. Does one of you even listen or you don't like French?" she crosses her arms over her chest and looks at us with disappointment. "We listen to you Miss Han," another one replies. "We all like French because of you but it's just hard."

"Oh...maybe I should go a bit more slowly with you then," she puts the blame on herself when we all know that we like to focus on her body more than the lesson. "No, you teach well and better than any other teacher Miss Han," I remark to not let her think it's her fault, noticing it's making her feel relieved but also soft with my words. 

"Alright then, let's start and go back to the page we worked on last Friday," she opens her laptop and sits down with her tight pencil skirt made of leather to fit her white bodycon top. Everything she's wearing is tight and unfortunately for me, that affects my body of horny teenager a lot. 

As soon as she sits down and looks down at her laptop, she realizes the first buttons of her top are still opened and has a cute reaction, hurrying to close them up to her neck. What a shame she noticed. 

"Before starting, I want you all to tell me if you ever have a question or if there's something you want me to repeat, alright?" she passes her finger over the keypad of her laptop but we all say. 'Yes, Ma'am' to answer. 

I don't know if it's because she's a young and new teacher but she cares a lot about us and our marks while the other teachers we have are bunch of shits who only want to teach their knowledge and not care whether we understand or not. 

"Are you all ready?" she looks up at us but grabs the case of her glasses. We all act like asswipes and answer in a positive manner. "Great," she puts her pretty glasses on and focuses on her screen. "Who wants to start and try to pronounce the first sentence?" 

A few guys lift their hand up but she picks the one who always flirts with her, ignoring the smart one who always gets everything right. He lays his eyes on his book and speaks while she is looking at him with great attention. I wish I was him. 

"Wait," she stops him while I'm staring at her. "Repeat the word 'pouvoir' please," she picks up the mistake in his sentence and he tries to say it again, still finding it hard. "It's great, you just need to focus more on the 'r' at the end but you can continue," she softly encourages him and lets him finish his sentence. 

I must say, she's the sweetest teacher I've ever had before. Even when the guys are noisy, she's able to calm them down easily without raising her voice and honestly, I don't think any of us want to get her mad, she's not the type of teacher we want to enrage. 

"All right, that's perfect Jaehyuk," she smiles at him but now types on her keyboard. "We're going to translate it in French now, who knows what this means?" she looks up to see if someone would like to do it and she asks for Adam to speak. "It means 'I would like to go to the restaurant tonight'."

She nods with a smile but stands up, she takes hold of a marker and turns to the whiteboard. She writes the sentence in French, putting her wonderful body into sight for some long seconds. I nibble on my bottom lip uncontrollably, I can't help but imagine how good this must feel to be right behind her, my arms around her waist, and my head in the crook of her neck. 

I hate my hormones.

"Here," she grabs another pen and uses it to highlight each word with a number underneath of them. Then, she translates the words one by one to make sure we understand well. "Write this down in the notebook I asked you to buy." 

I do it to learn well, and I do the same than she does on the whiteboard, but also listen to the explanations she's giving for everything to be clear. "Does someone have a question?" 

"No," one guy answers her. "Have you understood as well Jungkook?" she puts me forth without any warning. "Yes I did," my heart trembles in my chest but I nod to her and she asks the same question to Dongsik, before sitting down on her chair. 

"I'm going to pick the next one now," she stresses us out to the most, her eyes remaining fixed on the screen as if she was reading our names on it. 

"Jungkook," she pronounces my name with a smile, making my heart skip a beat. I don't want to do it. My accent is horrible. I straigthen my back out of nervousness but gazes at her. "You can read the next one," she tells me to go for it so I land my eyes on the book to leave hers. 

I was too focused on her some seconds ago, I don't know where we are. I bite my lips but peek at my friend next to me to ask for some help. "Where are we?" I whisper to him and attempt to get myself out of this embarrassment. "Sentence number six," Miss Han answers me. 

I rub my temple like an awkward crap but set my attention on the sentence. I clear my throat first for it to not crack. "Mes...parents irant au Japon domain...demin...I don't know..." the pronunciation now done, I find myself blushing hard. "That's great Jungkook, just try to say 'iront' again."

I don't look at her since I know I'm going to lose my mind at the sight of her glossy lips moving and her eyes staring at me. "Iront..." I gulp down, sounding stupid. "And 'demain'," she notices another mistake in my sentence but I repeat after her. "Demain..." 

"Perfect," she says to finally put an end to the torture. "Can you repeat the whole sentence again now?" 

Dammit. Does she like this? 

I pull my long hair back but say the sentence again. This is difficult since I don't understand the words but I remember what she told me and repeat it. "Perfect Jungkook," she praises me and makes me feel all proud. "We're going to translate it now." 

This whole thing only happens whenever she gives me her attention dammit.

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12 pm. 

"Kook," Daesik my name as I'm eating my sandwich. "Hm?" I don't look up at him but feed myself after starving, sitting at a table with him at the Subway. "What did you ask to Miss Han this morning?"

"That I wanted to see her afterschool," I lie but bite into my food again. "You would never dare say that to her," he doesn't believe me as expected but I look up at him. "And why wouldn't I?" 

"Because, only Jaehyuk would ask that," he mentions this guy I hate as always, making fun of me only because he knows I like the teacher and that Jaehyuk has all her attention which I'm unable to get. "Shut up. I can be like him too, I just keep quiet to not bother her."

"Well, she doesn't seem annoyed when Jaehyuk teases her," he smirks but eats his salad I would like to shove down his throat. I lick my lips as I just swallowed but put my sandwich down. "I could do it without any problem, I would become her favorite for sure and she would forget who's Jaehyuk."

"You seem confident," he chuckles at me. "You know what? I'm gonna ask for a private lesson and you'll see she'll say yes."

"I'm so damn sure you will fail, that I swear I give you fifty dollars if you get that private lesson with her all alone," he doesn't trust me at all when he's supposed to be my best friend. I'm confident about myself, I'm going to get that lesson with Miss Han. "You better prepare your fifty dollars because I'm gonna get them."

"If you fail, you pay me fifty dollars," he sends back as if it was not enough but I nod, feeling good about this.