~ Jungkook's POV~

Release.

What could work as a release to get away from issues like these? Ah, my brain hurts just thinking about it!

My brain hurts thinking about him, too.

Argh!

I sat at my desk and tossed my notebook to the ground, scrunching my face as I raced my hands through my hair.

Mr. Kim.

Stop! Stop, Jungkook! He's not what you expected him to be! Last night was a mistake. You never wanted to do that with him!

Or maybe... just maybe I did.

NO!

My brain wouldn't stop swirling with thoughts. I snapped my head back and groaned in anger.

"Fine! I dont need you! I never did!"

Why'd I say that?

Honestly, I did need him. I needed Taehyung. Kissing Lisa and Jennie isnt the same when it comes to kissing Taehyung.

Taehyung made me feel a certain way... that night, that was the best night I'd ever had in my entire 16 years of living....

When I'm with Taehyung, I can feel my heart threatening to pound harshly until it flies out of my chest.

I begin to grow weak when I'm with him and at times, I get so nervous that I feel like fainting.

Taehyung makes me feel things I didnt think I would feel at the age if 16. But in fact, I do. I do feel them and I dont want to.

People wonder why I'm a playboy...I've had girls and girls all over me...I felt...loved I guess... But it all changed when I meet Taehyung...I didn't want a one night stand with him...I wanted him to kiss and love me and never let me go...But I can't let my reputation go...It makes me who I am.

Sometimes, I just really want to be with him. Especially now.

But I wasnt going to drop my reputation like that.

I could only wish that it wouldnt go back to when people hurt me... when I was a nobody.

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"You're a nobody, Jeon Jungkook!"

"You deserve to die!"

I was crying uncontrollably as the two, tall boys continued to kick my stomach. My stomach was queasing from the pain and my tears slipped away like waterfalls.

I tried to fight back but the boys continued to hurt me. As soon as I moved, I felt pain soar through my body. I winced at the pain.

Please, someone save me.

"Mommy! Please come help me!" I cried.

No one came.

Not one single person.

"Awww, crying for mommy now, are we?"

"What a loser!"

"Loser, loser, loser!" The two boys chanted.

I cried, not daring to move. I was clenching my stomach, trying to stop the irreversible pain I had.

My eyes were blurry with tears as one boy crouched down beside me, placing his lips near my ear.

"Die" he whispered.

I shivered, trembling in pain and fear as the two boys walked away. I began to cry, screaming for someone, especially my Eomma.

No one came until my mom arrived two hours later.

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I shot my head up, awakening from my daydream. I yawned, staring down at my science book. I rolled my eyes, placing it back in my bag.

I went over to my bed, sitting on it as I stared out the window, staring at the glimmering sunset

I wish I was with Taehyung.

No, I need a distraction.

I grabbed my phone, texting Jennie. I needed to get Taehyung off my mind. I dont need him. I dont need him.

I dont need him!

~ Taehyung's POV ~

I sat at my desk, looking through the emails I had gotten. I groaned, looking out of the classroom window.

"You all of the sudden act different when we're at school!"

I could understand that, honestly.

You dont want to be known as the kid who sleeps around with their teacher.

That used to be me.

I sighed, picking up my things and placing them in my bag. I sat up out of my chair, pushing it in as I placed my bag on my shoulder.

I waved goodbye to the other teachers as I exited the school, heading to my car. I climbed in, beginning to drive home.

It was hard to focus with Jungkook on my mind. Why did I even decide to pick a fight with him?

Jealousy ? Pain? Anger ?

They say curiosity killed the cat, and I think my emotions killed the relationship.

We're not in a relationship, so why should it bother me so much?

It shouldn't. But honestly, it does. All I want is to have Jungkook wrapped in my arms again. All I want is... him.

I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, my knuckles turning white.

I just want Jungkook to be mine, and yet... he wants to keep his reputation.

I guess sleeping around will keep your reputation flowing, won't it? You'll just continue to do that, no matter who you hurt.

No, I shouldn't blame him.

Jungkook is a 16 year old boy who probably doesnt want to settle down for something serious at a time like this. I never wanted to at his age either.

But now that I'm 27, I'm ready to settle down and start a family with someone.

Who's that someone?

Jungkook.

But you can't do that to a 16 year old boy. You just have to leave him alone... if you can.

That's going to be impossible. How can I leave someone like him alone?

As I pulled into my garage, I sighed in frustration and parked my car. I turned the key, shutting the car off. I grabbed my bag, heading to the door.

I placed my key into the lock, opening the front door and stepping inside. I grabbed my key and placed it in my pocket, closing the door.

I tossed my bag onto the couch, walking over to the counter. I began to recall last night.

That night made me realize that there was one thing I could no longer deny:

I fell in love with my student.