SMUT STORIES ~ {KOOKV} Teacher X student: 2

Something neither of them could predict was how easily a single presence could shift the atmosphere of the classroom.

The next morning, Jungkook strolled into class, hoodie half-zipped, bag lazily slung over his shoulder. He was used to heads turning when he entered—not because of grades, but because he was Jeon Jungkook: basketball captain, cocky, the guy who didn’t even need to try to draw attention.

But today… no one even glanced his way.

Instead, every eye in the room was fixed on the figure standing at the front of the class.

For a moment, Jungkook thought he’d walked into the wrong lecture hall. The person standing there wasn’t the usual dull, middle-aged substitute he’d braced himself for. No. This—this was something else.

Tall, elegant posture. Silken hair that framed a face too soft yet too sharp at the same time. Lips that looked—Jungkook blinked—far too kissable for a teacher. And the outfit… formal, sure, but it clung just right in places it shouldn’t.

His jaw slackened.

ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ [CAPTAIN]

"Who the hell…?"

One of the girls leaned over, whispering behind her notebook with a giggle.

ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ-2

“That’s the new teacher. Heard he’s filling in for the semester.”

𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧?

Jungkook scoffed under his breath, but his gaze refused to leave the stranger. Sexy wasn’t even the right word.

The teacher looked like someone ripped straight from his filthiest daydream—a mix of authority and allure, the kind of MILF-like beauty that made students sit up straighter without even realizing it.

ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ(Teacher)

*writing on the board*

ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ [CAPTAIN]

“Damn,”

Jungkook muttered, slouching in his chair as if hiding the way his pulse had picked up. This is trouble.

Even the simple act of adjusting their glasses had his thoughts slipping into dangerous territory

The class droned on, but Kook barely caught a single word. He watched the way the teacher’s fingers traced over the textbook, the way they tilted their head while explaining something complicated, making it look effortless.

And for the first time in a long time, Jeon Jungkook wasn’t bored.

By the time the bell rang, he was chewing at the inside of his cheek, conflicted. The team captain, usually full of swagger, left the classroom with an unfamiliar weight pressing at his chest.

Even the simple act of adjusting their glasses had his thoughts slipping into dangerous territory

Who was this person who managed to flip his world upside down without even sparing him a direct glance?

Interest. Craving. Curiosity.

Jungkook shoved his hands in his pockets, smirking to himself as he muttered,

ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ [CAPTAIN]

“Guess this semester won’t be boring after all.” *smirk*

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