"Do you want me to drive you home?" the reality heats me up. I cannot believe she just read my mind. "I...Really? You wouldn't mind?" I grin like a baby, but she affirms her first suggestion. "If I ask you, I think I don't mind," she giggles but flutters my heart, the soft sound of it always catching me off guard, despite the number of times I already heard it. "All right then, I'm not refusing."

"All right, you live right across my house anyway, so that doesn't make me change the way I take," she licks her red lips but gazes at the floor to walk down the stairs with me. 

I am going to be in her car, Miss Han's car. I'm freaking excited from the inside, but I can't even exult and show my emotions. I'll do it once I'm alone in my bedroom. 

On top of that, I know she has an amazing car that every student of hers would want to get in to have a ride by her side. 

Since I need to focus and not be too overcome by my crazy emotions, I leave the building and follow her steps to the parking lot, sometimes feeling my eyes land on her thighs and butt by accident. I smirk while she's still in front of me but brush the tip of my nose and glance down. 

As soon as we get to her car, she puts her stuff on the back seats but bends over to do it, blessing my eyes for a short second before moving to the front. She goes on her driver's seat, so I join her and put my seat belt on. This car is so damn pretty, I want the same one. 

Both staying silent but having the low volume of the music in our ears, I lay my bag over my lap but peek down at her hand grabbing the gear stick. I will not think about something else that has the same appearance. I can't, not now.

"Here we go," she turns the steering wheel and gets on the road, grasping all my attention with her hands and actions that look so sexy to my eyes. I cannot do anything but think about the way she's gripping that gear stick next to me, I can see another type of length in her hand and I'm having some issues with my body. 

I'm so used to being on a bus that I feel like a VIP right now. It's great. 

Since I need to express my exhalation, I take my phone out and text my little brother. 

[ guess who's in Miss Han's car?😏 >

< you really are a kid, bro. ]

[ ☹ >

I leave the conversation since I can see that he doesn't care but stare at the road. I bite onto my bottom lip, the thought of Miss Han's hand still invading my mind and giving me a hard time. I gulp down but focus on the outside of the car. 

"Are you going to eat some cake?" I let out from out of nowhere, willing to talk and have a discussion with her. I lay my eyes on her to listen. "Well, not a cake but certainly some food that I'm not used to eating."

"Oh...like?" I don't restrain my curiosity. "Like, pastries and the chocolates you gave me. Thank god, it's not hot outside, or else they would have melted."

I laugh quietly but drop my gaze on her jawline. I don't even know why I'm laughing. "I'm glad to know you like them though...I didn't expect you to accept it."

"That would have been pretty mean of me. However, the fact that you didn't take the money back annoys me. Twenty dollars for a box of chocolates is way too expensive to me."

I don't say anything since I don't agree. Nothing is too expensive for her. I hug my bag but deviate my gaze to not stare at her and risk to cause some unease. "I'll talk about it to your mother and tell her you—"

"No," I cut her off without thinking twice. "I...please...don't tell her about this..."

"Why?" she doesn't understand this sudden reaction but finds it amusing, given her look. "It— I...my mom would always annoy me about the fact that I spent so much money on chocolates...I'd like it to stay between us..."

"All right, don't worry," she reassures me, "I won't tell her, but only if you take the money back."

"No, Ma'am. Please," I shake my head in refusal, "I want you to keep this, or else this isn't a gift."

She smiles but looks in front of her to be careful, "All right, I won't say anything. Don't worry."

Great. No one other than my brat of stepbrother will know about my crush. 

10 minutes later...

"Thank you very much for this ride, Miss Han," I bow to her as she closed the door of her car. "No need to thank me, Jungkook," she smiles at me and keeps her grip on her bag and jacket. "Are you sure you don't want anyone with you for your birthday?" 

"Yes, I'm sure," she giggles, "Enjoy your day, Jungkook. See you tomorrow," she steps away to turn around and head to the house, but I shout to call her again. "M—Miss..." my loud voice gets her to look at me, but I lick my lips. "Yes?"

"I...could we...I mean...Could I have another lesson with you only tomorrow? Like we did today?" I dare to ask, despite the fact that I know she might refuse. I just try my luck. "Tomorrow? You know you should finish school at noon, right?"

"Yeah but...I'd rather have a lesson with you..." I don't hide the truth but manage to bring a smile on her face. "All right, I'll check my schedule and tell you by text tomorrow in the morning," she answers.

"Great, thank you," I bow to her while beaming like a kid, but she returns the expression and moves up to her house. I step backward to still have my eyes on her for some seconds but quickly reach my door, hitting it with my back as she's entering her house. As soon as she disappears behind the walls, the flat surface that was holding me leaves my body and causes my back to collide with the floor of the inside of my house, brutally.

"You ridiculous moron!" my brother runs away while cackling, but I huff and get back up on my feet. "When are you going to stop fighting dammit?!" my mother shouts when I didn't do anything, but I take my shoes and jacket off. "Are you kidding? He's the one always pissing me off!" I complain out loud, throwing my shoes on the floor and feeling embarrassed. "You do the same as well, it's your fault if he's a little brat with you," she shoots back at my face without feeling any empathy. I sigh and walk away to climb up the stairs and get to my bedroom with my broken body.

However, since I'm here, I step towards my stepbrother's room and kick it as violently as I can. "Little shi—" a gasp takes me aback, "Oh my—" I panic at the exact moment that I see my foot through the door. This can't be possible, I'm going to die. 

"Holy fuck," I squat down but try to fix this, before seeing the door open and stumbling upon my stepbrother who's not going to miss this opportunity to get me scolded. "What was that?!" our mother yells from downstairs.

"Don't you dare say something!" I rush upwards to push him inside the room and slam the door behind me, "You fucking keep quiet, got it?" 

He smirks at me but crosses his arms over his chest. Just with the look in his eyes, I can perceive all the mischief. He stretches his hand out to me without saying anything. 

"You want me to pay you?! Are you kidding me?!" I toss his hand away, "I don't have any money left, I can't."

"Stop the bullshit, I saw the money on your desk this morning. You had one hundred dollars," he doesn't believe me as expected, but I exhale heavily and look away, "I used forty dollars today, I need that money to buy my food for lunch."

"Where the hell did those forty dollars go?" he raises his eyebrows but tries to know more about this. "That's none of your business."

"Yes, it is, or I'm gonna tell mom you broke my door," he doesn't give up but only worsens it for me. "I bought a box of chocolates...all right?" 

"A box of chocolates?" he exclaims out of shock, "Who the fuck pays forty dollars for a box of chocolates?" he reacts almost the same way Miss Han did. "Me."

"Wait..." a chortle escapes him, "Did you buy that just for Miss Han's birthday?" he figures out without getting any hint from me. "Yes, I did! Stop asking questions!" 

"Wow, what an asswipe," he laughs at me, but I lick my lips, nervously. He always has to make fun of me. Since he got to know about my crush, he hasn't stopped teasing me like a jerk. "Whatever, I let it pass for now. I'll tell mom that the cat ploughed into it," he has some mercy, finally. "You looked stupid in front of Miss Han though," he goes back to it to never cease but I keep my rage inside. "Your neck and ears were all red, bro," he guffaws and moves to his desk. 

If I could, I would choke him. 

I ignore his words and just get out of here to enter my bedroom and lock the door behind me.

If he saw me blush, then I can't even imagine what Miss Han must have seen. 

I breathe all my frustration out and throw my bag on my bed, taking a look outside of my windows to try to distinguish Miss Han in her house. I know I shouldn't because I would seem creepy, but each time I see her, I smile all alone in my room and feel butterflies in my stomach. 

Since I just wanted to catch sight of her for a second, I focus on my bed and just drop myself on it. Now, I cannot stop wondering whether I'm the only one she gives private lessons to or not. What if she spends some time with another guy at the end of school? Or what if she already has a boyfriend who never comes here? That's maybe the reason why she leaves her house every weekend. 

That would break my heart. 

•••

10 pm. 

My eyes open for the thousandth time after dozing off on my seat, I sigh but take my glasses off, feeling exhausted but willing to study as much as possible. I drop them on the desk before me and yawn widely, moaning and pushing back in my chair to stretch. "Damn..." I breathe out, sharply but turn my head to the left, peeking out of the window but discerning some lights in Miss Han's house. 

She must be in her bedroom, the lights come from there. I gulp down but stay in my position, lifting my leg up to reach the switch of my lamp and turn it off with my foot. I bite my lips once I stumble upon her.

This must be a dream, I must be traveling through my dreams right now. I cannot have woken up at the perfect moment to fall upon her in her bedroom right before she's going to bed. 

Her body passing through the room, she moves up to her bed, her glasses still on as she's looking at her phone. I thank god for living near her house, this is a real gift he gave me. As soon as I see her drop her phone and grab the waistband of her lower cloth, my heart skips a beat but rushes. My teeth bite onto my bottom lip, and my body goes insane once she gets undressed. The curtains that she's using, not working at all, her curves come within my sight in a matter of short seconds, and she leaves herself in her underwear and bra, before unsnapping this one and revealing her breasts. 

I choke on air, not believing what I'm witnessing in live. I move my hand up to my mouth but bite my nails, feeling some heat spread through my body but loving it. She walks up to another corner of the room, her breasts bouncing at every step and arousing me. I avoid touching myself, feeling my eyes give all the pleasure to my body and do the job all by themselves.

Once she takes her underwear off, my mind shuts off and throws my soul out of me. I'm so turned on right now, I don't know if I'll be able to control myself any longer. She slightly leans forth to disappear behind the doors of her wardrobe but still lets her butt out, making me picture lewd images in my head. 

I clench my legs at this view, closing my hand in a fist while I'm biting my nails anxiously, but feeling my heart pound my chest. I don't hold the reins of my hormones anymore, I slide my hand to my crotch but swing my legs from left to right, teasing myself while reveling in what I'm seeing.

This bliss only lasts some minutes, she grabs a nightdress and closes the door to put this silk cloth on and cover her wonderful body. I am so damn hot and hard, I really want her. 

I don't hold back anymore at this point, I watch her tie her hair up and head back to her bed. She first bends over to take hold of something. Her phone. Once she has it, she turns around and steps towards the window, dangerously, making me fear she could see me even though this is literally impossible through this darkness. 

I pass my hand over my erection that sticks out of my pants but see her push the curtain away to open the window. She's hot, that's the reason why. Once she puts the fabrics back properly, she goes back to her bed and lies down, then turns the lights off. I can't see anything anymore.

That was the best scene I've ever watched in my life. My crush was entirely naked. 

I smile like a stupid guy but bite my lips, licking them but still feeling the sexual excitement inside me. I bend my head back on my gaming chair but remain in the silence and obscurity of the room. Not handling this anymore, I sigh but stroke my erection over my pants, feeling my hardness but relieving the pain it will cause if I don't release. 

My teeth bite my bottom lip, but I don't stop myself now. I spread my legs and rub my hand on it, loving the effect it's having on me. The image of Miss Han fills my mind, and I go a bit harder, pushing my hand inside my sweatpants to grab my cock and stroke it. This is forbidden and wrong, but who cares? I'm all alone in my room, I need and want this. I'll regret it later. 

My lips part all by themselves, but I grip the arm of my chair, feeling the arousal grow big inside of me the more I continue. I focus on the tip to be excited more quickly, jerking my hand at a fast pace but feeling some rush of blood through my veins. 

I manage to keep quiet but breathe heavily, loving the frictions, and the feeling it gives me each time I pass my hand over the slit on the tip. I clench my jaw to let the moans in but hasten the speed of my wrist, feeling close to it and losing myself in the pleasure I'm engendering. The slapping sounds of skin reverberate through the room, but I don't slow down, I shiver and go fast to help me cum soon. 

"Kook?!"