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the school's fine and aside from teachers and student making out as if they're about to eat each other's face, everything is going smooth.

teacher's here is our very own prostitute.

seokjin shook his head leaning against his swivel chair as he let out a deep sigh, those words keeps on haunting him.

he keeps on tossing around everynight, remembering how jungkook said those words with so much intensity.

the bell rang already and he's sure as hell that the students are rushing towards the cafeteria.

he didnt bring any food with him, he decided to try and eat here for the first time. the teachers said that the food here is good.

one of the benefits is that, they get to eat whatever they want and it's free of charge.

teachers here have the most comfortable job, he must say.

he ran his fingers through his hair looking at his reflection before finally making his way out of the room.

the group of boys who passed by him whistled seeing the beauty of the teacher, seokjin scowled at them whispering how disrespectful they are.

"easy, mr. kim."

that soft voice that left his heart tingling, he looked at that person and his lips formed into a small smile.

"oh! mr. park." he said in almost a whisper.

park jimin, dance teacher. girls and boys are head over heels for the said teacher. and seokjin wouldnt bother asking why, you can see it, you doesnt even have to stare at it for too much.

in just one look, jimin's face, pink plump lips, smooth and glowing skin, his angelic face but is oozing with so much sex appeal. those features are more than enough to make anyone go crazy.

"you're going to eat?" jimin smiled and seokjin immediately nods his head, "let's eat together, yeah?" he asked.

and maybe seokjin is not an excemption.

he bit his lower lips and his face flushed the slightest shade of pink when jimin placed his hands on the small of his back urging him to walk forward.

he let out a deep sigh when the dance teacher finally took his hands back, the students are looking at them with envious look.

some staring and wishing they were seokjin to be with jimin and some staring and wishing they were jimin to be with seokjin, they're the two hottest teacher afterall!

they stopped when a certain student stood infront of them with both of his hands inside his jean's pocket.

"why are you two together?"

jimin licked his lower lips letting out a small huff in disbelief.

"and why cant we be together, jeon?" jimin asked raising his brows at the student.

jungkook tilted his head as he stared at seokjin, he protruded his lips his eyes glaring to the dance teacher.

the student rolled his eyes, "whatever." he whispered, cursing under his breathe after.

he walked in the middle of seokjin and jimin purposely hitting jimin's shoulder with his own, only to glare at the dance teacher after.

and jimin couldnt help but to shook his head a little. it doesnt take a genius for someone to know why jungkook is acting like that.

the both of them settled in the corner, they both order chicken curry and a juice. the both of them doesnt want to stay inside the cafeteria for too long.

"jimin," seokjin calls out, "is a student-teacher thing normal here?" he asked in almost a whisper.

jimin smiled, his eyes getting smaller. it was the cutest thing that seokjin has ever seen but of course he wouldnt say that out loud.

the dance teacher shrugging his shoulders, "this is pro hein institute afterall." he said.

jimin licked his lower lips running his fingers through his hair, he looked around smirking when he saw how the students are sending flirty stared at the teachers walking passed by them without any shame.

"pro institute, probably the smartest name to mask the word prostitution." jimin chuckled.

seokjin's eyes widened in surprised, gulping down, he clenched and unclenched his fist. that was all fucking true?

"students here belongs to one of the most wealthiest and influential family in the country, it is just right for the facilities to be this good," he shook his head,

"some are the children of senators, governors, actors and businessmen. they cant afford their name getting ruined because of their child, right?"

jimin looks around before setting his eyes on the english teacher infront of him, smirking.

"so yeah, the min's created this, pro hein institution. they offer more than education but good facilities, privacy, freedom and a little bit of fun." he said, winking.

"sorry, jin. your credentials are outstanding but," jimin shook his head, "they accepted you because you're smoking hot!" he said with a sly smile spread across his face.

seokjin's face flushed a deep shade of red, he cant ever imagine himself having a sexual relationship with his student.

"by the looks of it, jungkook has his eyes set on you."

and the english teacher gasp, "im twenty seven, he's seventeen!" he said, his eyes widening.

"no one cares about those numbers here, jin." jimin confidently said.

that's ten fucking years age gap! and jungkook is not even legal. what school allows that?

"wow! it seems like you, namjoon and i are the only one not doing it." seokjin sighed.

"you're the only one not doing it." jimin corrected.

seokjin dramatically gasped, he pointed at jimin and think of namjoon.

jimin who looks sexy but innocent and namjoon who looks like a very righteous man.

"namjoon? with who?"

jimin shrugs his shoulders, "i dont know, he jumps from one student to another." he said.

"i think it's park jihoon as of now? the kid's cute, he's glowing." jimin said slightly shaking his head.

seokjin massaged his temples, he cant take it. all of the informations are sending shivers down his spin. everything here is out of their work ethics.

park jihoon, the straight a student. he's sixteen years old and namjoon is twenty fucking six!

is conscience not known here?

"how about you, chim? you do it too?"

"why not?"

and seokjin lost count as to how many times he gasped that day, he's surprised. he can feel his head throbbing because of those information.

"im hot they're hot. they want it and i want it," jimin's lips protruded, "it's a win-win." he said.

seokjin blinks for a couple of times trying to sink in those words and accept the fact that— that's how they roll here but he fucking cant like how? these kids are barely legal.

jimin bit his lower lips, seokjin looked at the direction the dance teacher keeps on looking at. it's bae jinyoung walking towards their direction.

jinyoung lifted his hands up and jimin sensually caressed it squeezing it a little.

"yes at my office." jimin said in almost a whisper.

bae jinyoung, a seventeen year old excitedly nods his head at the dance teacher.

"oh! goodness."

and seokjin realized that he really doesnt know where he got himself into.