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By jiminandhisjamsx

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โ Well, seems like once again I'm stuck with you. This time in a damn house... โž -- During class, Y/N gets ca... More

๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 2 - ๐™ฒ๐š•๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ๐š
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 3 - ๐™ต๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š˜๐šž๐š›
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 4 - ๐™ท๐šŠ๐š— ๐šˆ/๐™ฝ
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 5 - ๐™ผ๐š˜๐šŸ๐š’๐š—๐š
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 6 - ๐š๐šž๐š•๐šŽ๐šœ, ๐šƒ๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ถ๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š–๐šŠ'๐šœ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 7 - ๐šƒ๐š˜๐šž๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š ๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 8 - ๐™พ๐š‘ ๐š‚๐š˜-๐™ท๐šข๐šž๐š—
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 9 - ๐š‚๐š˜๐š•๐šŽ๐š–๐š—๐š’๐š๐šข ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ธ๐š–๐š–๐šŠ๐šŒ๐šž๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 10 - ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 11 - ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š—
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 12 - ๐™ต๐š•๐šž๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š›
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 13 - ๐™ฒ๐šž๐š›๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 14 - ๐™ป๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š•๐šข
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 15 - ๐š‚๐šŒ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐šŽ๐š
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 16 - ๐™ป๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐™ต๐šŠ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›, ๐™ป๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š—
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 17 - ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š'๐šœ ๐š†๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐™ท๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐šŽ๐š—๐šŽ๐š
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿท๐Ÿพ - รŽ๐š•๐šŽ-๐š๐šŽ-๐™ฑ๐š›รฉ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿท๐Ÿฟ - ๐™ฝ๐š˜๐š ๐™ฐ๐šœ ๐™ด๐šŠ๐šœ๐šข
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿถ - ๐™ท๐šŠ๐š’๐š•๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š–
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿท - ๐™พ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿธ - ๐™ฐ ๐š‚๐š๐šŽ๐š™ ๐™ฒ๐š•๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š˜ ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน - (๐™ฝ๐š˜๐š) ๐™ถ๐š˜๐š˜๐š๐š‹๐šข๐šŽ ๐™ฟ๐š’๐šŒ๐š๐šž๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šš๐šž๐šŽ ๐š…๐š’๐šŽ๐š 
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿบ - ๐™ด๐šก๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐š—๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šœ
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿป - ๐š‚๐š๐šŠ๐šข
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿผ - ๐™ป๐šŠ๐šœ๐š ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐šข ๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š†๐š’๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ฑ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š”
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿฝ - ๐™ถ๐š˜๐š˜๐š๐š‹๐šข๐šŽ ๐™พ๐š•' ๐™ผ๐šŽ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿพ - ๐™ผ๐šข ๐šƒ๐šž๐š›๐š—
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿฟ - ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐š›๐š’๐šœ๐š๐š–๐šŠ๐šœ ๐™ด๐šŸ๐šŽ
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿน๐Ÿถ - ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐š›๐š’๐šœ๐š๐š–๐šŠ๐šœ
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿน๐Ÿท - ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐šฃ๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š๐šŽ
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿน๐Ÿธ - ๐™ฝ๐šŽ๐š  ๐šˆ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿน๐Ÿน - ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ด๐š—๐š

๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› 1 - ๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š ๐šƒ๐š ๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ

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By jiminandhisjamsx

[December 1st]

"Buzz, buzz..."

Y/N's phone vibrated in the pocket of her jeans, making her grit her teeth as she hoped no one else would've heard it. She looked up slowly. No one was looking at her. Sighing in relief, she switched her phone on while slipping it out of her pocket. She placed it on her lap and looked at what idiot texted her during class, but it was no surprise. 

The damn class chat...

A laugh threatened to escape her lips as she stared down at the texts on her phone. She looked up and finally noticed that the majority of the students in the class were glancing at each other with mischief. 

Lori-potato991:

"Look at this meme ya'll! Professor Joon's usual, serious duck-like face!" *Picture*

Lori snickered as her eyes met Y/N's who was dying out of held-back laughter. Lori had been Y/N's friend since the begging of the year and they were a terrible duo... They always sent memes and never had enough of them, to the point where people even tried to remove them from the chat. But of course, failure was the only result they'd obtain. It was impossible to kick the two out since they somehow always found their way back into the chat. 

Y/N took a deep breath since she decided to make a really dangerous move. She was afraid but in that instant, a weird and sudden feeling of confidence rushed over her. It's now or never - she thought.

Y/N-swagidkwtfiswrongwithme:

"And... ladies and gentleman, it's time for me to expose So-Hyun..." *Picture*

Some people gasped at the picture that Y/N had dared to send into the chat, meanwhile, others just stared at their phones in shock. It was a picture of So-Hyun grabbing Professor Woo's tie. However, many other things were going on in the picture, such as his hands at the hem of her skirt, pulling it up slightly. Just enough to see her red-lace underwear.

The surprised gasps had caught the teacher's attention, so he tore his marker from the whiteboard and looked at his students.  

Y/N smirked at the reactions she was getting. She liked the fact that she was about to get her revenge after two years... but there was something that made her hesitate. She decided not to post it on social media just yet, she wasn't sure if she'd go to that extent.

"Is there something shocking or funny going on?" the professor rose his eyebrows as he stared at his students, suspiciousness and annoyance evident in his tone. Some of the youngsters stayed paralyzed, some didn't even bother to listen as they were copying whatever was on the board and the rest shook their heads with a flustered smile. The professor turned his back towards his students once again and proceeded onto writing stuff that no one understood on the board. 

Yang So-Min💕:

"So hold up! Are saying that Mr. Woo, our science teacher, has an affair with Oh So-Hyun?"

Y/N grinned as she confirmed her classmate's suspicions. Right as was finished and about to put her phone back into her pocket, horror spread over her face as she saw her math teacher, Professor Joon, standing right in front of her. His eyes piercing hers through his round glasses as he stuck his hand out, signalling her to hand him the phone. However, she put it into her pocket and came up with a lame excuse.

Or at least she tried to do so...

"Mr. Joon... you see, I was muting my phone, I-I realized that the sound was on." she nervously scratched a non-existent itch on the nape of her neck, hoping he'd believe her. Though her hope was completely crashed when he moved his hand nearer to her as his scowl became more intense. There was a very much high-key hint of arrogance on the teacher's face which Y/N hadn't missed as she reluctantly pulled her phone out of her pocket again.

"Please hand it in and come to talk to me at lunch. We'll see if I have to keep your phone until Friday, you know the day of the parent-teacher-student conference..." 

Y/N looked down and handed him her phone as a sorrowful look invaded her face. Others around the class looked at her sympathetically.

...

"So, why would you chat during class knowing that it's likey to get caught? Do you perhaps think I'm stupid? I don't understand students these days... acting so dangerously during class and sending inappropriate stuff just casually like that." he looked down, genuinely lacking comprehension in her careless and reckless actions.

"I know that I had no reason to text during class and I could've waited, but I didn't, however, what I sent wasn't necessarily inappropriate. I mean, yeah, it was... but it was rather a statement of an issue taking place in our school."  Y/N stated. Mr. Joon rose a brow, waiting for her to elaborate. "Well, I'm not sure if you have seen the picture that I've sent..." 

"Not clearly, just a woman and a man standing inappropriately. If it's something that involves their identities, then I'd say I have no idea who they were since I have not seen their faces. Even though I took your phone, I wouldn't dare to take advantage of the fact that you do not have a password." he admitted with a shrug.

"It was a photo of Mr. Woo and student Oh So-Hyun..." 

The professor's mouth went agape, and he was surprised enough to let Y/N speak further without commenting at all. 

"I'm not a tattler, but It's true that I talk about you behind your back. it's not about hurtful or embarrassing stuff though. I don't criticize other's mistakes, I just talk about how serious you are and how you never loosen-up, but that's not the point. Where you here since freshman?" 

"Yes," he nodded as he looked at his watch for no apparent reason, to Y/N at least. She didn't know how suffocating that moment was for the teacher. He was feeling horrendous after knowing about his old friend's little affair... never would he expect Mr. Woo to go for something like that.

"Well, you must've heard that a pervert sneaked onto our campus, and I have seen him. He threatened to do something to me if I were to call the police, so I just told Mr. Chu, our principal, about what happened and he was caught thanks to the cameras. But once again, that's not really the point..." 

The professor rose his eyebrows for what seemed like the millionth time that day, feeling impatient to know what was she actually trying to say. Beating around the bush is something that most people detest.

"He told me that if I see any type of inappropriate act on campus, I should report it to him and provide evidence if possible. That's probably what any student should do, but his words really stuck with me... plus Oh So-Hyun is a bully, and I have experienced her bullying..." she fidgeted with her fingers and looked up at him with a pout.

"I still think that this does not justify your texting in class, that's why I'll keep your phone. Please leave..." he absent-mindedly flicked his hand, signalling her to leave as he placed her phone into one of his drawers. Y/N huffed, knowing that it'd be useless to fight with him and left his office.

Great, just great! I told him my story honestly, opened up, skipped about 65% of my lunchtime and wasted my breath for nothing. Awesome! Fuck you Mr. Joon, fuck you, 'buddy'...

...

After school Y/N heard that Lori asked Mr. Joon for help with her homework, but he said that he'd be busy since he had a meeting. An evil idea popped up in her mind after hearing that...

And yup, you guessed it right. 

Here I am, in Mr. Joon's office, 'stealing' my phone from his drawer. 

Y/N snickered as she thought her mission was completed, but the once victorious smile faltered when she made eye contact with someone at the doorstep. Park Jimin. A nerdy guy she didn't know much about, stood at the doorstep with a heavy-looking bunch of files. His eyes widened as his jaw dropped when she saw Y/N's figure leaning over the teacher's desk, a phone in her hand. 

"What's g-going o-on?" he stuttered as he placed the files on the desk and looked at Y/N who had already stood straight, in a less criminalistic pose. 

Well, crap, I have been caught twice today...

To be continued...

Author-nim's note:

[Hello! I'm writing this new FF and I hope it's going to turn out well! BTW, I also just wanted to say that professor Joon and Mr. Joon are the same people, I just use both ways to call him, so the text isn't too repetitive. Another thing about him - he is not Kim Namjoon. As always, I hope you enjoy reading this story, (but no one's really reading my FFs, so I'm basically talking to myself...) and as always I look forward to any opinions, thoughts and even suggestions!]

Published for the first time: November 9th 2020

[Edited Date: 22nd December 2020]

[Second Edit Date: 21st March 2021] 

-Jɪᴍɪɴᴀɴᴅʜɪsᴊᴀᴍs 💜

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