Jimin was left devastated, the tears building up somehow. His pride was totally stomped on by that one hell of a teacher on announcing out loud his score and more of it being sat literally in the front away from the other students.

"What did I do in my past life to deserve this shit?!" Jimin was at the point of breaking down and in the point of grabbing a chair to slam at that monstrous teacher's so called 'handsome' face later.

"I'll curse you along with those formulas and graphs, that fucking ballsack of a teacher!" Hoseok approached his friend, rubbing his back to ease the boiling blood of his friend.

"Calm down, it's just for a while. I think for the next quarter he'll have another evaluation so..yeah, bear with it for a while 'chim."

"He's as fucked up as those equations! How am I suppose to sleep well at night knowing that he's preparing my grade with that red pen with the formula of depressed angle?!"

Jimin stormed out of their room his feet stomping it's way to the principal's office obviously about to tell on how that teacher had mistreatened his students on their first day of school. The boy was brave enough not to knock and just barge in that almost gave the principal a heart attack.

"uh..Park isn't it? You must be well informed to knock before barging inside a principal's office right-"

Jimin hastly sat on the chair making a screeching sound beside not even giving a shit about what the principal's moral for entering the room is.

"I wanna do a report for Mister Jeon Jungkook."

"Ah, Mister Jeon? He's an excellent-"

"He gave us an killer quiz for the first day of school to answer within thirty minutes, skipped introduction for every student and stomped on my pride with that damn seating arrangement. Isn't that a total abuse?!"

"I think he was just doing his job, Park. Every teacher has their own methods and Mister Jeon was free to use his way besides, school just started."

"Way? What way? Way down to the formula of slope with the grade of F for every student?"

The principal just sighed on the boy's attitude. Well, it was intentional to hire such a strict 'monstrous' teacher like Jeon Jungkook for their school to test every student's limitation on the particular subject.

"What are you planning about it, Park?" Jimin waited for that question, taking a deep breath before speaking the words that'll fi ally get him out of Mister Jeon's hell of a subject and class.

"I want to change sections, right now. I need to escape that teacher."

"I'm sorry, you can't." Jimin banged his hand at the principal's desk out of disbelief.

"But it's the first day of school! According to rules we can still request to exchange classes-"

"As you know, we only have four sections for seniors this school year."

"I know! That's why I'm asking you to transfer me either of the three sections. My request was simple! As long as that monstrous teacher won't be my teacher!"

"And Mister Jeon will be teaching all the four sections this year, Park. Whatever you do, wherever you go, you can't escape him nor his subject in this school." Jimin almost stumble back on his ssat upon hearing that escaping him is one of the most impossible word listed in this school like hpw impossible is it for him to get an A in math.

"Ohmyfuckinggod. When will he leave this school?!"

"He has a two year contract so, next year he still might be your math teacher. Well, that's if..you pass his subject." Jimin gripped his blonde locks desperately starting to pray for his own dear life this school year.

He needs to find a way to pass or he's doomed.

For life.

"So..Park? I think it's time for you to leave now and it's still class hours. Scoot! Have a good day then."

Jimin stood on his seat lifelessly reaching out towards the door to leave when the principal stopped hin for a while leaving a word.

"Oh, and be careful on Mister Jeon. I heard he take things personally so pretend to be an obedient student to him aye?"

He just nodded then closed the door, bumping into someone firstly hitting his face on someone's chest making him back away a little and hit the back of his head on the wooden door of the office.

"Ow fuck-

He looked up and well he felt like all the blood he had went off his body at some point. It was him again, his living nightmare.

"It's been the first day and you started to complain about me huh?"

"I-uh..Mister Jeon. Good morning..I guess?" He faked a gratitude of greeting totally being a plastic in front of the teacher, different from his recent attitude.

"I salute you, most students complain about me during the collection of cards."

"A-ah. Is that so? H-hehe! I gotta go, y-you see our history class will be next! H-have a good day sir!" The student was about to sprint off and run when the teacher gripped his arm, yanking him back on his position.

"Did I say that you can go? Here, answer this and pass this to me tommorrow morning at eight in the faculty room before I enter your class. Failure to submit within the time said will be a deduction to your score, compelete zero if you didn't even bother to do the work." He gave him a thick set of math questionare that god knows how hard is it that Jimin's eyes almost bawled out.

This teacher is literally planning to kill him with those ton shits of number work.

"Oh, and this questionare is up to 300. Two points each number and the passing rate is 80 percent. Best of luck, Park." Mister Jeon entered the Principal's office and left him standing out of shock still holding the questionare in his hand slowly gripping it tighter and tighter in each second.

"I hate you. I'll bury you along with Albert Einstein and Rene de Cartes one day you lil' dipshit. I'll slap you with my diploma soon!" He cursed under his breath leaving back to his room.

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Jimin just came home from school, totally having a ruined mood as his day as a failing math student started.

"How was the day today son-"

"Totally fine, about to die because of a certain math teacher and the subject but yeah, I'm totally fine and I don't plan to sleep anyways or maybe I'll never sleep and start to gargle coffee for the rest of my life." He shut his door, and threw his bag on the bed.

He didn't sign up for that shit.

"Ugh, how am I suppose to start again?"

Jimin searched for the questionare and his notebook to start answering and when he opened the thick questionare he just stared.

"What the fuck? Is that teacher ridiculing me?!"

The questionare was well..just basic math.

"One plus one, one times two, two divided by two, two minus one?! Does he think I'm still in kindergarten?!" He scanned the questions and it was all of basic math that just adds numbers.

"That shit. I know I'm dumb with math especially that letters that crossed their way but this? I'll shame that him, I can perfect this one!" Jimin started to answer the questionare angrily that he can almost rip off the paper and almost finished it within an hour or two, just one question left.

"A-huh..just two. So..number 300 says..what the fuck?"

300. It is the name of an important human body part that is useful when erect.

P N E S I

"This is science! Argh- fine. If he thinks I'm dumb then I'll show him." He wrote down his answer on the blank and shut his notebook, taking a rest from the tiring day.

He'll still face hell tommorrow tho.

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Jimin was walking down the halls along with Hoseok towards their way to the faculty room to pass the homework he gave to him knocking patiently at the faculty room.

"I'll perfect this one, trust me." He was permitted to enter and headed towards Mister Jeon's table that was empty of the man's presence thankfully but the table itself surprisingly neat and organized that has some Iron Man and Overwatch displays in front of it.

"Well..atleast he got some taste." He placed his answer sheet on the table but decided to take a little look on the accessories on the table.

"Of course, I got same taste too." Jimin almost jumped and got a heart attack from the sudden of presence of Mister Jeon again.

Does he really have that crappy habit to appear suddenly?!

"A-ah! You shocked me sir. I placed the answer sheet over there. I better go now-" Mister Jeon handed him another questionare.

"There, another one. Same rules, same number of items but different questions a little harder math questions this tims. That was easy right?" Mister Jeon gave him an cheeky grin that Jimin wished to rip off his face but he got nothing to do and faked a grin as well.

"Sure it is. I'll pass this tommorrow too. Thank you sir!" He was actually boiling inside when the teacher stopped him again.

"What's your answer for number 300?"

It was the trick science question that he added on the questionare that Jimin confidently answered him;

"It's penis, sir!"

It took a moment before the teacher laughed so loud inside that every teacher stopped and looked at him confused on his actions, even Jimin.

"Are you sure about it though?" The teacher was sore and out of breath while laughing and that was the time where Jimin was strucked by the realization of what he answered his jaw dropping.

"I-it's..the answer..it was spine..right?" The teacher patted his back, still laughing out loud.

"I told you, best of luck. Well, that was fun! Till next time tho. Always analyze what you're answering, it was you're problem in math too."

And that was the day where he swore that he'll kill that fucking Math teacher.

-end of chapter-
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The second chap is finished lol pls react tho

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