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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: The New Professor

The school bell rang, sharp and shrill, cutting through the sleepy air of Monday morning. Jeon Jungkook slung his bag over one shoulder, earbuds in, hoodie up. He wasn't in the mood for chatter, especially not today.

It was the start of the new semester. New teachers. New rules. Same annoying classmates.

Jungkook pushed open the door to his literature classroom, slipping into his usual spot at the back corner by the window. He liked it there. Hidden. Quiet. A place where no one asked too many questions.

He didn't expect the entire room to go silent the moment the door opened again.

Click. Click. Click.

The sound of polished shoes echoed across the wooden floor. Jungkook looked up—and his heart stumbled.

There, standing at the front of the room, was the new literature professor.

Tall. Dark. Beautiful in a way that didn't make sense.Eyes like sin.Lips like they'd tasted danger and wanted more.A fitted black suit, no tie. Shirt unbuttoned just enough to make the girls whisper. The boys too.

"Good morning," the man said, voice low and smooth. "I'm Professor Kim. Kim Taehyung."

Silence. Then nervous laughter and fluttering murmurs.

Jungkook swallowed hard. There was something about the way he spoke. Calm. Cold. Almost bored… yet deadly.

Professor Kim turned to write his name on the board — and Jungkook's eyes dropped, involuntarily, to the veins in his hand. The way his shirt sleeve slipped up. His wrist tattoo barely visible.

He blinked and looked away. Stop staring.

And then—

"Name?"

Jungkook froze.

Taehyung was looking at him.

Directly. Piercing. As if he already knew everything.

"Jeon Jungkook," he mumbled.

A small smirk tugged at the professor's lips. "Smart one, aren't you?"

Jungkook didn't answer. He just sank lower in his seat, heart hammering, ears burning.Why did that voice… feel like it was crawling down his spine?

As the class wore on, Jungkook kept his head down.But every now and then, he felt it.

That gaze.

Sharp. Curious. Unapologetic.

Professor Kim Taehyung was watching him.

And Jungkook hated how much he liked it