There was no doubt in mind, Jimin wouldn't even look at his teacher as he went in class. That's what he planned.

Not even a glance.

But as he waved goodbye to Taehyung and made his way down the hall, he didn't understand why he wanted to avoid the professor. Nothing happened. All Namjoon did was take care of him. It was ethical, technically. A teacher shouldn't leave their student to danger, it wasn't bad.

He shouldn't be embarrassed.

"Hey there."

The student with pink hair yelped as he jumped away from the figure next to him. "Jesus christ!" He stared as the young man laughed at him. "What is wrong with you?"

"All that is wrong with man, nothing of interest really, Mister Park." Namjoon chuckled as he placed a hand on the uncomfortable student's shoulder. "You get frightened quite easily."

"You don't just sneak up on people like that." The short man scoffed and followed the teacher inside the classroom.

"What up class? I'm not late, am I?" Namjoon was quick to drop his things on his desk as he watched Jimin sit on his spot next to Jungkook. "How was your weekend Mister Jeon?"

Jungkook looked up, his reading glasses being pushed up by a slender finger as he questioned the professor with a cocked eyebrow.

"Fine."

"Just fine? Nothing exciting happen?"

Jungkook looked at Jimin before looking at his professor. "I went to a night club but I mean, nothing special about it."

Namjoon then acted surprised, gasping. "A nightclub? What a coincidence! I went to a nightclub as well."

"Aish, Mister Kim," Baekhyun rolled his eyes as he smirked. "Teachers don't go hanging around like that. They've got work to do."

"Don't you have work to do?" The teacher smiled as he pointed around the room, a sense of entitlement rising through him. "Just like you, I prefer to party than to work. I'm not like your other teachers anyways."

Kihyun raised his hand to which he was called on. "What does this have to do with the lesson?"

Namjoon rolled his eyes as he forgot that Jimin wasn't the only try hard. "I was getting there Mister Yoo." He pressed on a small remote and a slide presentation lit up the classroom as the teacher turned off the lights. "Virtue ethics everybody. They deal with much, much wider questions than deontological and consequentialist theories."

He walked about the classroom, looking at each of his students, including Jimin, who was too busy writing in different gel pens. Typical. "Instead of asking, what are proper values in general, you'd ask: What are proper family and social values, for any individual?"

"So basically, what's good for me and not anyone else?" Jisoo asked as she looked down at her teacher who was quick to shake his head.

"We're getting there." He changed the slide to display a question in red, bolded, practically asking to be labeled as important. "Virtue ethics are perhaps the most vague because as you question, for example: What is a good life? You aren't really specific. It's more of, my life, your life, everyone around you, the ideal life."

The blond teacher sat against the edge of his desk, taking a breath as he changed the slide to display three questions. "Next class you will receive your first assignment but today, for extra credit, you may answer one of these questions and present your reasoning as how your answer is virtuous."

Jimin read as he copied down each question.

'How should I live?'
'What is the good life?'
'What are proper family and social values?'
'Is it ethical to do what I do?'

"Now Mister Jeon," Namjoon pointed at himself and then Jungkook, "Us going to a nightclub, drinking, supposedly hitting on a few people— is it ethical?"

Jungkook shrugged as he kept on writing, not making eye contact with the teacher. "Depends on how you look at it. I party for relaxation purposes so that when I study, I am able to focus and process information better, so yes." The younger looked up and smirked. "But as you flirt with the locals knowing that you are a known professor, not so ethical."

Namjoon's eye slightly twitched but he forced a smile as he chuckled and walked off to his desk, grabbing his stress ball, making sure he had a good grip on it. "And depending on how you look at it, your partying is seen as recreational and only to fill satisfaction as there are other ways to relax and my flirting with locals does not affect my intellectual as I am, like any other, human."

"Touché Mister Kim." Jungkook looked back down at his papers but just as his teacher opened his mouth to continue his lecture, the raven haired student spoke. "Surely flirting with students can be seen as ethical from some sort of perspective."

Jimin snapped his head up as he nudged on Jungkook, looking down then at Namjoon who looked unbothered.

"Anything can be seen ethical through moral particularism Mister Jeon. Even your snarky attitude." He changed the slide. "Moving forward."

Even as Jimin sat for lunch, he still felt anxious at what Jungkook had said and Namjoon's reaction.

"Stop shaking your leg, you're moving the table." Taehyung said as he sketched on his art portafolio. He put down his pencil and looked up as Jimin bit his fingernails. "You said it yourself, nothing happened and he was just taking care of your drunk ass, I don't know why you are suddenly so nervous."

The boy banged his head on the table as he flopped down onto it, resting his forehead against the surface as he complained. "Because drunk Jungkook saw Mister Kim and me leave the club together, which means someone else could have seen us together."

"You act as if you haven't done anything bad with a teacher before." Hoseok said as he sat down next to Jimin, wiggling his eyebrows.

"First of all, you aren't a teacher where I study, Hoseok." Jimin sighed as he sat up again. "Second of all, nothing happened between us."

"Speaking of the devil." Taehyung nodded his head as the two other Kims made their way down the hall. He then looked at Jimin as the boy directed his gaze to his food. "You shouldn't worry too much. Maybe Jungkook only saw him flirting with you, not the two of you leaving together."

The two teachers sat on a table far from the three students. As Jimin lifted his gaze to see if they were maybe staring at him, he was tapped on the shoulder. He looked up and quickly smiled. "Hey Wonho."

Wonho smiled as he ruffled his hair from nerves. "Hey Jimin. I-I was wondering, could I borrow you for a second?"

Jimin nodded and stood up, following Wonho far from his own table. "Is everything okay? Do you need help with your biology work?"

Wonho smiled as he shook his head. He had met Jimin in biology last year and the boy always helped him with his work. The boy was always so kind.

"I'm good with my work. I was um," He pulled out a folded paper from his back pocket. "I was wondering if you'd tell me your feedback on this poem I wrote."

Jimin chuckled as he shook his head. "I'm not very artsy, you should ask Taehyung."

"Well I mean," The muscled up, fit boy scratched the back of his neck. "I'm not close to him that way."

Jimin placed his hands in front of him and clasped them together, a simple smile on his face. "Then go on ahead."

After clearing his throat, Wonho made sure to take a deep breath in, "Often, he finds himself staring. Through his eyes he stares at the other's across the room. And he thinks too much of them as they are a pretty coffee color, alluring his own. Sometimes, he can't help but listen. His eyes listen to the humming of the other. And he thinks too much of the sweet voice, captivating through."

He looked up slightly, looking for a reaction, but Jimin had his head down as he looked pensive. "All the time though, he thinks and fantasizes of what the other would do if the two were together. But only if he could muster the courage to read this very poem to his beloved."

Jimin watched as Wonho then handed the paper to him. He read through it again and smiled. "This is so well written!" He smiled and pointed at the paper. "This could win over anyone."

Wonho gave him a big smile before looking down. "Would it win you over?"

Jimin's smile then shrunk as he pointed at the poem. "Is this for me?" He watched as the much taller boy nodded.

"I wanted to maybe take you out for dinner or... to the movies maybe?"

The pink haired boy sighed as he realized that he was being asked out yet again. Just as he thought of rejecting his friend, he remembered his professor's words:

'Seems like you always say no to being asked out'

Jimin then smiled and folded the poem. "I'd like some dinner."

And the satisfaction that suddenly coursed through his body as he noticed the two professors looking over at the scene made him feel much better about his upcoming date.