〈SERIN'S POV〉

"Mr Park?...." I stepped into the nurse's office, and the smell of disinfectant suddenly hit me. All my eyes fathomed was various medical equipment and first-aid kits, but not a single soul was in sight— which placed my body in a state of peculiarity.

As I cautiously made my way through the office, I noticed one of the curtains being pulled slightly to the side. So I investigated. Much to my surprise, I found a figure lying motionlessly on the other side; Mr Park sleeping adorably.

"Mr Park." I poked him slightly. "Mr Park, it's time for class!"

At that moment, curiosity seemed to take over me. I leaned closer towards him, observing his lean body and fluffy hair. Mr Park's face was relaxed, and not to mention— so, incredibly handsome. My breath hitched together as I slowly approached him, my the tip of my fingers parting his hair slightly to the side.....

"Hey baby." He greets me with a wide smirk, pulling down onto his body. "Did you wait long?"

In the moment of shock, I desperately tried to pull away from his grasps— but to no avail. Mr Park was too strong. He holds me gently in his arms, tight enough to keep me in an embrace. "Mr Park, that's enough! We're here for class, remember?" I reminded him, and he tilts his head curiously at me.

"Hmm." His lips curved up into a slight smirk. "Then, shall we start our lesson?"

"H-huh?" His words became a blur as I felt his lips press against the sides of my cheek. The tips of his cold fingers slides down my neck, sending immediate shocks down my system. What is he doing? I didn't seem to have an answer as Jimin continues his venture down into the nape of my neck, giving me pecks and kisses in a most intimate manner. And that wasn't it. Without a moment's notice, he had slid off his tie, revealing his collarbone that glistened with sweat from our seemingly educational session.

"What are we learning?" I stuttered nervously as he held me closer.

"Explicit Education."

With that, he hoists me up and sits me on his lap, straddling his waist. My body felt a sudden surge of hotness— foreign feelings begin to erupt in me as his fingers touched my back sensually, like a boyfriend would. It didn't take long before he directs his lips towards mine, pressing against it gently; and I felt my mind melt into sinful heaven. The way his lips morphed against mine slightly— I couldn't think. I just closed my eyes instinctively, riding the pleasure as he kissed me so, very intimately.

But I managed to snap out of consciousness— it slowly dawned on me what he did.

"Wait—" I tried to stop him before it gets even further, but failed. Jimin continues to give little kisses on my bare skin, occasionally sucking tightly on a sensitive spot in my neck; causing me to emit strange sounds. This feeling of him touching me so intimately left me breathless, and wanting more. It was a feeling that made my thighs tremble, and my eyes well up with tears of pleasure. What was this, and why does it feel so good? I could feel Jimin's intense stare as he looked at my favourable reactions to his touch.

And then— he advances further. Jimin's fingers slide down to my bare thighs, where he caressed gently, holding it firmly against his waist. "S-stop" I fumbled around his arms, but he doesn't listen. He continues down under my skirt until my warning signals went into overdrive, and I kicked him off me.

"I..I can't believe you did that." my hands trembled as my eyes welled up with tears I didn't know I was holding. 

"did what?" he looks at me blankly.

"....I hate you, Park Jimin."

"I really hate you!"