"𝙏𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙩" Mr Jeon's word lingered on my skin and ignited me.
The feeling that comes when you know the risks, when you know one move and everything would go downhill, yet you're ready to risk...
A/n: goal for this chapter is 800+ reads and 300 votes. If all the votes of ch9-11 get completed by tomorrow night before 9pm, another triple update will be out.
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J U N G K O O K
"Can you do as I say?" If I had not been assigned the duty of attending the trustees, in fact if I had not been here as a professor this boy would have probably lived his last few minutes on this planet. You meet dumb people at places but I was sure god had made a list of the dumbest to get into my way.
"Sir? Do I have to keep glasses with bottles as well?" Another dumb question and I shot my eyes on him on which he shifted on his feet. Probably getting the answer he just nodded and flew out of my sight. It was better. if I had to see him one more second I was going to turn him into the plastic bottles that he was so concerned about.
Handling dumb students has never been an issue for me, surely they get on my nerves. But I knew controlling everything was something I had always been good at. I was not being arrogant. I just knew I liked things to be in my control.
In a few minutes the seats started getting occupied, I was wearing a blazer over my shirt as the auditorium had been chilling. SNU was a prestigious university of Seoul and had a great history that was still the topic of interest for many folks who joined this university. Founded by the Seo family and other intellectuals and was giving brilliant minds to the country.
Slowly with each trustee joining the venue my hands started getting damp with sweat, it was finally the moment when I was about to see them together. I felt my breath getting choked and veins popping out from my neck on spotting them.
Kim Bo-ra and her mother Seo dami.
Though lingering on the uncertainty of my life and not knowing the meaning of my existence, I certainly knew one thing. I couldn't stand the sight of them in front of me and certainly couldn't breath when my whole existence was laughing at my face.
"Professor!" I stiffened my jaws and gulped my anger, my disappointment, my fears down to my stomach giving them a graveyard. Kim Bo-ra smiled at me, with those same eyes I had been seeing in my nightmares for the last thirty years of my life. "Hello ma'am!" I gave her my greetings and lingered my gaze behind her to the woman in her early sixties, staring me with eyes wide open and gentle smile on her lips.
"Mother, he's the professor I was telling you about. Dr. Jeon Jungkook. The Harvard genius!" She chuckled after finishing her words and I nodded at the name she just gave me. Seo Dami gave her hand in my direction and I took it for a handshake. "I have heard a lot about you, professor. PhD from Harvard, quite impressive. You're quite famous here."
My blood dried when I heard her voice, faking a facade. I hid my inner turmoil. "Pleasure is all mine, ma'am"
She smiled back and stared into my eyes for a longer second, almost taking me to a depth as deep as the ocean and I found myself struggling to come out, suffocated, caged.
