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"What a miracle, Mr. Park coming early for class?" His teacher stared at him in disbelief.

"How about you? When will miracle happen and you would mind your own business?"

"I'm your teacher, young man." The other defended.

"At least I get to be called as young." Jimin mocked, he finds it very amusing to say this to his teacher, it just makes his day seeing their reactions.

"Well, let me rephrase that, I'm your teacher, Park Jimin." The teacher stated at him, fire in his eyes.

"Really?" Jimin sarcastically answered as he went to his chair, checking his surroundings to see a guy at the back of the class next to a window, staring at him in disgust.

Jimin smirked as he threw a wink at the -can't lie- handsome man, sitting.

The guy only replied a roll in the eye, as if telling him to get lost.

Jimin chuckled at that.

I swear, the story is just getting started.