The lecture hall was silent—so silent that even the sound of breathing felt too loud. Rows of students sat perfectly straight, their notebooks open, pens poised, afraid to make a single move.
And at the center of it all, standing tall behind the podium, was Professor Kim Taehyung.
With neatly combed hair, round glasses resting on his nose, and a deathly serious expression, Taehyung surveyed the room like a hawk watching its prey. No one dared to blink.
He adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat. “Alright, let’s begin.”
The students quickly turned to the first page of their textbooks, eager to show they were not about to get on this professor’s bad side.
And then—
BAM.
The heavy classroom door slammed open, and all heads snapped toward the entrance.
In walked Jeon Jungkook.
His oversized hoodie was slipping off one shoulder, hair messy as if he just rolled out of bed, and his backpack was barely hanging onto one arm. He was twirling a pen in his fingers lazily, looking like he owned the place.
The audacity.
Jungkook yawned and rubbed the back of his neck before casually strolling inside, completely ignoring the murderous stare he was getting from the professor.
Taehyung slowly—very slowly—placed his book down.
The entire class held their breath.
Jungkook, the little rebel that he was, stopped in the middle of the hall and tilted his head. “Oh, am I late?”
Some students gasped.
Oh, he was so dead.
Taehyung’s jaw tightened as he took off his glasses and placed them neatly on the desk.
Oh, this omega wants to test me?
He let out a cold chuckle.
Jungkook should have known right then that he messed up.
The professor turned his full attention to him, gaze sharp like a blade. “Jeon Jungkook, is it?”
Jungkook blinked. “Uh, yeah?”
Taehyung leaned forward slightly, his voice silky smooth, yet terrifying. “Tell me, Mr. Jeon, do you know what time the class starts?”
Jungkook felt the tension rise.
But instead of acting like a good student, he grinned.
Oh, he was going to be a menace about this.
“I mean… technically, time is a social construct, right? So who’s to say when class actually starts?”
The classroom was dead silent.
Someone in the back audibly choked.
Taehyung’s nostrils flared. This little—
The professor stared at him for a full ten seconds, completely unamused. Then, he clapped his hands together once, loudly.
“Alright, everyone, let’s give Mr. Jeon a warm welcome to the class.”
Jungkook blinked. Huh?
And then—
“Stand up.”
Jungkook’s smirk dropped. “What?”
Taehyung tilted his head, smiling coldly. “I said, stand up. The class will begin when you introduce yourself properly.”
Jungkook glanced at the other students. He didn’t like the way they were looking at him. Some were smirking, others looked terrified on his behalf.
Oh, this nerd professor was not playing around.
Still, Jungkook was not the type to back down.
With a lazy sigh, he stuffed his hands into his hoodie pockets and stood up straight. “Alright, fine. I’m Jeon Jungkook. I like art, music, and long naps on the beach.” He flashed a mockingly sweet smile. “And I’m an omega, if that wasn’t already obvious.”
Taehyung raised an eyebrow, unimpressed.
“And?”
Jungkook frowned. “And… what?”
Taehyung smirked. “And why are you late?”
Jungkook blinked. Shit.
Now everyone was staring at him, waiting for an answer.
Jungkook scratched his head, thinking fast. If I tell the truth, I’m screwed. If I lie, I’m double screwed.
After a long pause, he casually shrugged. “Oh, you know… traffic.”
Taehyung narrowed his eyes.
Jungkook gulped.
Oh, this man was going to eat him alive.
The professor tapped his fingers against his desk. “Traffic?”
Jungkook nodded way too quickly. “Yup.”
Taehyung slowly smiled.
Oh, that was not a good smile.
“Well then, since you’ve already wasted five minutes of my class, why don’t you make up for it?”
Jungkook frowned. “Huh?”
Taehyung gestured to the board. “Come here.”
Jungkook’s stomach dropped. “W-What?”
Taehyung’s voice remained calm but deadly. “Come to the front. Solve this question.”
Jungkook froze.
The board was filled with insanely difficult equations and theories that he definitely did not understand.
The entire class was watching him.
And Taehyung?
Oh, he was enjoying this.
Jungkook gulped. Oh, I am so screwed.
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