๋࣭ ⭑✏ˎˊ˗Chapter 4

Jungkook rushed into his lecture hall, his small hands clutching his books tightly as he tried to catch his breath. His round bunny eyes scanned the room nervously before quickly making his way to the empty seat next to his friends.

"Jungkook-ah!" Soobin whispered, nudging him. "Why do you look like you just ran a marathon?"

Eunwoo chuckled, tilting his head. "And why is your face so red? Did something happen?"

Minho leaned closer, raising an eyebrow. "Wait… Don't tell me. Did you get in trouble already?"

Jungkook shook his head frantically, his soft brown locks bouncing. "N-No! I-I just… I got lost for a bit, that's all."

His lips pouted slightly as he lowered his gaze, avoiding their curious stares. There was no way he could tell them what had just happened in the elevator with Kim Taehyung. That was too embarrassing! His heart still pounded just thinking about it.

Soobin narrowed his eyes. "Hmm… You sure? You look flustered."

"I'm fine!" Jungkook squeaked, tucking his face behind his books like a shy little bunny. "L-Let's just focus on the lecture, okay?"

His friends exchanged glances but decided to let it go.

The professor soon entered, and the lecture began. Jungkook tried his best to concentrate, but his mind kept wandering back to a certain deep voice, a teasing smirk, and—

"It's okay to use my personal elevator… only for you, baby boy."

Jungkook slapped his hands over his face. Why did he have to say it like that?! His heart was doing flips, and his cheeks refused to cool down.

Meanwhile, on the other side of campus, in a private and luxurious lecture hall…

Taehyung sat in his usual spot, legs crossed, his expensive Gucci suit perfectly tailored to his broad shoulders. He was staring ahead, but his mind was not on the lecture.

It was on him.

His Bunny.

Jeon Jungkook.

Taehyung's fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk as he leaned back, deep in thought. The way Jungkook had blushed, the way he had scurried away like a frightened little rabbit—it was too adorable. Taehyung couldn't stop thinking about it.

"He’s too cute for his own good."

A voice suddenly snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Mr. Kim, can you answer the question?"

Taehyung blinked.

The entire class turned to look at him. The professor was staring expectantly, waiting for a response.

But Taehyung had no idea what the question was.

Because he hadn’t been listening.

Because he had been thinking about Jungkook.

A low growl rumbled in his throat as his sharp gaze darkened. His bodyguards, seated a few rows behind him, immediately stiffened at the shift in his aura.

The professor cleared his throat. "Mr. Kim, if you could just—"

"Shut up."

The room went silent.

Taehyung’s voice was low, but dangerously cold. His eyes, which moments ago had been filled with warmth while thinking about Jungkook, were now like ice.

The professor gulped. "S-Sir, I was only—"

Taehyung stood up abruptly, pushing his chair back. His presence alone was suffocating.

"You’re fired."

The professor’s face paled. "W-What—"

Taehyung pulled out his phone, dialing a number.

"Dad," he said, his tone indifferent. "Fire this man. He’s annoying."

The professor’s knees nearly gave out. "Mr. Kim, please, I—"

"You can leave now," Taehyung said coolly, slipping his phone back into his pocket. "You’re wasting my time."

The professor scrambled to gather his papers, bowing repeatedly before practically running out of the lecture hall.

The students sat in stunned silence. No one dared to speak.

Taehyung exhaled sharply, annoyed. He didn’t even know why he was so frustrated.

But then, a small image popped into his mind—

A tiny bunny boy running down the hallway, clutching his books, ears red, legs moving as fast as they could.

A soft chuckle escaped Taehyung’s lips.

The entire class flinched.

No one had ever seen Kim Taehyung laugh before.

The room remained silent as he sat back down, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Jeon Jungkook… What are you doing to me?"

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Meanwhile, back in Jungkook’s lecture…

The professor’s voice droned on, but Jungkook was too busy hiding behind his book, still flustered.

Soobin poked his cheek. "Jungkook-ah, are you sure you're okay?"

Eunwoo smiled. "You look like you're thinking about something… or someone~"

Jungkook squeaked, shaking his head. "N-No!! Nothing like that! S-Stop teasing me!"

Minho smirked. "Sure, sure. But if you were thinking about someone, who would it be?"

Jungkook pouted, face red.

"No one!"

His friends giggled, but Jungkook just sighed, lowering his head.

"Why do I feel like my life just got a lot more complicated…?"

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