Annabelle's POV

   "You had dinner with Mr. Jeon?"  "Yes!  And it was SO awkward!"  "Wow.  I can't imagine having dinner with a teacher."  Seohyun says.

"Me neither, but it happened."  "So, like, what now?"  "What do you mean?"  "Are you gonna be awkward with him orrr...."

"I don't know, maybe.  Maybe not.  I don't know."  "I mean, he's your teacher.  What if you need help with something?"

"I'll just...go without understanding stuff."  "Annabelle, you're gonna fail."

"No I won't.  I'll just...force my brain to understand the material."  "Uuuuumm, I don't think that's how that works.  I think you should let this go, for the sake of your grade."

"Listen, therapist."  I take a pillow and throw it at her, her smiling and giggling when it hits her.

.....

"Annabelle, do you need a ride again?"  "Thanks, Mr. Jeon, but I'd rather make the walk to my house."

"Seriously?  Are you trying to lose weight or something?  That is a seriously long walk."  He says, his brow raised.

"Mr. Jeon, please just let me walk."  "I think I see what's going on here."  I turn around and face him.

"What?"  "You're acting all awkward and distant because of the dinner."  "Huh, not only are you a math teacher, but you excel in the common sense department."

I roll my eyes before turning back around and attempting to open the door, his voice interrupting me, making me turn around and look at him again.

"Look, Annabelle, there's no reason to be awkward about it.  I'm just your teacher."  "That's why I'm awkward about it.  You're my teacher.  The only place I should see you is school.  Definitely not at my house, and not at the store."

I immediately cover my mouth, realizing I've just revealed that I saw him at the store.

"Wait a minute.  That was you?"  My eyes look back and forth.  "W-What do you mean?"  "I had a feeling someone was watching me, but when I looked up, no one was there.  Were you checking me out?"

"Mr. Jeon, you're attractive and all, but don't flatter yourself.  Just because all the girls in class break their backs just to get a glimpse of you, doesn't mean I do, too."  I say with my arms folded over my chest, my brows furrowed.

He looks a little surprised at my response.  "Oh...well, good.  Anyway, your feet are going to turn into stubs if you walk home.  Just let me take you."

I sigh.  "Fine.  Since you keep bugging me about it."

.....

There's a silence in the car, and I'm loving it right now.  "So, what kind of stuff do you like to do?"  He questions.

I don't answer.  "What's your favorite color?"  Still no response from me.  "Favorite animal?"

"Stop trying to get to know me, Mr. Jeon.  You're my teacher."  "It's just that the silence is awkward."  "Not to me."

"And teachers can get to know their students."  "Mr. Jeon, just stop.  Please stop."  "That's it."  He says.  Huh?  "What?"  "Don't worry about it."

.....

We pull up to a mall.  "Um, Mr. Jeon, this isn't my house."  "You need to loosen up.  You need to not see me as your teacher and just see me as me.  Get out of the car."

I roll my eyes before doing what he says.  We walk into the building.  "Are you hungry?  Do you like Chinese food?"  He questions, looking down at me as we walk side by side.

"Yeah."  We walk over to a Chinese restaurant and order some food and drinks.  Once we get our stuff, we sit down at a table.

I start eating, hoping that me eating will prevent him from talking to me.  "How are you feeling?"  He says, his arms folded on the table as he looks at me.  I hoped wrong.

I make eye contact with him.  "Well, considering the fact you kidnapped me and took me somewhere that's not my house, I'd say I'm not feeling too great."

"It's not kidnapping if you got in the car."  He playfully smirks.  What the fuck?  Did I just want to laugh at something he said?

What is going on?  Am I actually not feeling well?  "You know what I mean, Mr. Jeon."  I say, keeping a straight face.

"Call me Jungkook.  It's after school hours.  Right now, I'm not even your teacher."  "So basically right now you're some stranger that took me here instead of my house?"  I say with a brow raised.

"Ok, well, when you say it like that, it sounds bad."  He smiles.  He has a nice smile.  Wait, and I care, why?

"Why did you take me here?"  I say with less hostility.  I'm genuinely curious as to why he chose the mall as our destination.

"Teens like the mall, right?  I was a teen not too long ago, so I should know what the youth likes.  Like COD and boys."

"Well, if they're a straight girl, bi person, or gay boy, then they like boys."  "You get what I'm saying."  He chuckles.

Ok, so, I'm actually seeing him as a regular human being right now.  What is wrong with me?

"Just making sure the lesbian community is being represented."  He chuckles again.  H-He laughed at something I said.  Ok, wow.

Surprisingly enough, we end up having casual conversation until we finish our food and drinks.

"Come on.  I'm taking you shopping.  Any stores you want."  Mr. Jeon says.  We throw away our trash and head into a store.

I start searching for clothes.  "Oooo, this is cute."  I say, holding the end of a dress between my finger tips.

.....

"How do I look?"  I say, modeling the dress.  "Wow.  You look..really good,"  Mr. Jeon says, examining me.  "You should definitely get that."

....

We've purchased all my clothes, and now we're in a shoe store.  We buy the shoes I've picked out and head back to the car.

He puts the bags in the car.  We hop in the car and he starts it up.  We leave the parking lot and hit the road.

"So, did you like today?"  He says hopefully.  "Actually, I did,"  I say, surprised by my own words.  "Thanks for carrying the bags, by the way."

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, and no problem.  You shouldn't have to carry all those heavy bags."

Ok, so, maybe Mr. Jeon isn't so bad.

When we get to my house, he helps me put the bags in my room.  "Huh, I would've never taken you for a K-Pop fan."  He says as he looks around the room, observing my many K-Pop posters of girl and guy groups.

"Don't judge a book by its cover."  I smirk before walking out of the room to get more bags.

Once all the bags are in the house, he speaks to me.  "I enjoyed your company today, and I'm glad you enjoyed mine.  I hope I changed your perspective of me.  Enjoy your clothes and your shoes.  See you tomorrow, Annabelle."

"See you tomorrow."  He gets in his car and drives away.  I walk to my room and sit on the bed.  Seeing regular Mr. Jeon --Jungkook-- made me realize that he is a cool guy, and maybe I should loosen up a bit.  Hmmmmm.