Y/N

I run and run, finally making it in front of my class, even though I am ten minutes late.

After panting like a dog, I open the door of my classroom, peeking at the professor's table. I let out a sigh of relief as I find the place empty, as in no teacher has arrived to the class yet.

I enter, drawing the attention of almost everybody. The class seems to be way too silent.

As I look here and there, frowning at why some of my classmates are chuckling silently, from the left-most corner, I hear a deep-sexy chuckle.

When I look up, I freeze for a second before snapping out of the trance.

Fucking hell! What was that? A pretty bo- I mean a hot man in my class?

- You seem to be unaware, Miss. I am the new physics professor.

The hot man speaks.

At that, I find my jaw dropping, my eyes popping out like I have seen a ghost.

He then chuckles again, finding it amusing? I don't know.

- Take your seat.

He commands, and I find my body reacting on its own, moving forward to take a seat on an empty bench.

The paused class resumes, the new professor starts teaching but I find myself gawking at him.

My brain reminds me of the little interaction again and again.

This hot man here, who has a sexy voice is my physics professor?! Did I save cities in past life that the universe decided to send this man as my professor?

My? Wait no! Our, I mean he teaches for the whole class, not only me.

I let my eyes roam around the class, looking at how the girls and even a few boys who claim to be straight as a ruler are eyeing him.

I am not surprised because there is no way in the hell, people would not gawk at a man like him, I mean just look at him- his neatly combed back hair, his perfectly fitting suit, the sharp jawline, the eyebrow and lip piercings, his perfectly shaped lips, his pretty eyes and that little larger nose which only makes him look attractive in the end.

He looks divine!

The sound of the bell ringing snapped me back to reality.

I am so eager to know more about him, and this curiosity led me to the front of his desk.

- Professor, what's your name?

I found myself asking him. He lifted his head up from the desk, his hands pausing the "books gathering" work.

- Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook.

He responded with a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

- And what's yours?

- Huh?

He moved his tongue over his lower lip, biting it ever so lightly, saying

- What's your name, sweetheart?

- Y/n

I replied, thanking myself for not stuttering. He nodded, resuming his work and moved out of the class.

*****

I entered the cafeteria and spotted Nicole, my best friend sitting there, totally immersed in her phone.

I walked to her and tapped on her shoulder, drawing her attention. I sat on the chair next to her, slightly getting irritated by the dragging sound of the chair. She kept her phone aside, shifting her whole attention to me.

Not wasting a minute, I started yapping about this hot professor and our little interaction and everything in detail like- about how he called me sweetheart.

But after that, Nicole gave me a reality check that every other girl in our class would be thinking the same about him.

And I finally stop thinking about him as Nicole reminds me about my "hate all men" mission, which I tend to forget at times when I see beautiful men and about how I need to be respectful towards him as he is my professor.

- ika

[A/N]: Let me remind u all that this is a different story with a few similar scenes from the previous one.