Mr. Kim

I liked to think I was a good student.

I had semi good grades, an almost perfect transcript, somewhat good attendance, and I was quiet in class... most of the time.

The only thing I wasn’t was a teacher's pet.

I refused to be that.

“Get your ass back here!” I hear from behind me as I run down the school hallway without even so much as a glance behind me.

“Never!” I yell as I run away from my friend Irene who was trying to hook me up with one of her many guy friends.

The girl was super hot, of course she had lots of guy friends and then lots of guy friends.

“Y/n, watch-”

Too late. By then I had already crashed into a hard surface, papers flying everywhere as I fell to the ground.

I held my breath as I slowly looked up, taken by surprise as I came face to face with a guy in a suit who seemed to be towering over me.

He didn’t look old so I automatically assumed he was a student, just like the rest of the idiots here who didn't watch where they were going. Aka me.

“Sorry man. Watch where you’re going next time and this wouldn’t happen.” I say as I stand and dust myself off. Just as I go to walk away, a voice booms from behind me.

“Not so fast, young lady.”

The voice was deep, so deep that it sent a shiver down my spine and caused my body to stiffen up like stone.

I turn and look at the guy with wide, rage filled eyes.

“Who do you think you're calling young lady?” I ask and he retaliates with; “Do you even know who you’re talking to?”

The guy didn’t seem happy in the slightest but guess what, Neither was I.

“Yeah, some idiot who was in my way. Now there's papers all over the floor and two very unhappy people, now isn't there.” I hiss.

“Ms. L/n! That is no way to talk to a professor!” The lady coming out of the main office says in a shocked and almost offended voice.

“Profess...

“Ms. L/n..”

or..”

My name rolled off of his tongue in such a venomous way that caused my blood to run cold, like ice within my veins.

“Mr. Kim is new to our school. He’s still relatively young but he is still a professor. You should be ashamed of yourself.” The lady scolds.

I bow my head quickly.

“I’m sorry, really, I didn’t know.”

This man looked young, way too young to be a professor.

He looked around my age, ironically.

“This is a warning. Now get to class, both of you!” She hisses as she looks behind me at Irene who was watching everything play out.

I bow again before sprinting to Irene’s side and down the hall.

There’s just no possible way that guy is a professor here...

•••

“Sit over here!” Irene says as we get into class later that day.

I let out a sigh as I see a guy seated beside her giving her the biggest heart eyes I had ever seen.

There was also another guy beside her, which I’m assuming is the guy she wanted to hook me up with.

The bell rings and I take my seat beside Irene, not bothering to look over at the two guys who were now whispering to each other about something unknown.

“Where is the professor? This is a waste of my time.” Irene sighs from beside me.

Our Professors usually arrived earlier than us so that's what we were expecting yet here we were, professor-less.

Suddenly, the door opens and my jaw drops.

Walking through the doors is the same guy from this morning.

I gulp as he scans the room and his eyes fall on me, something flashing within them as they do.

“Isn’t that..” Irene starts but is cut off as he begins to speak.

“Hello everyone, starting today I will be your new professor!” The guy says.

“He looks young.” The guy behind me speaks.

“That is true, I am quite young. I was always head of my class and I got to moved up a few grades. I started college when I was sixteen. You know, Like a child prodigy.” He says and I scoff.

“What was that, Ms. L/n?”

Even the way he said my name irked me.

It was like he was trying to get a rise out of me. He wanted me to get angry and snap.

“Nothing.” I say, biting the inside of my cheek.

“Although I’m also twenty-three, like most of you, I want you to know I am not your friend. Here, I am your professor. The name is Mr. Kim to you.” He says to no one in particular.

“Wow, he’s a dick.” The guy behind me says and I laugh out loud without thinking.

“Talking during my class after the stunt you pulled this morning? See me after class, Ms. L/n.”

His eyes were burning holes into my skin.

“I wasn’t even talking.” I point out.

“Then what just came out of your mouth?”

I didn’t say anything after that. There was nothing I could say.

“Exactly. See me after class.” He says before turning on his heels and walking over to the board to begin class.

Irene scoffs and nudges my shoulder.

“Good luck with Mr. Sexy professor.” She whispers but a couple people hear her and laugh at her words. They expected nothing less from Irene.

I roll my eyes and frown.

I didn’t want to spend another second longer with this guy but suddenly, I was left with no choice.

•••

After class ended I stood up with everyone else.

“Y/n, wait up!” The guy Irene was trying to hook me up with said as he made his way over to me.

His name was Kai.

“Yeah?” I ask as I turn to face him.

“Here.” He says as he hands me a piece of paper.

I turn the small torn corner of lined paper over only to see a number written on it.

“Call me and maybe we can hang out tonight or something.” He says.

There was a tone in his voice that signaled exactly what he wanted; to hook up.

“Will do.” I nod as I slip the paper into my purse.

I probably wouldn’t touch the paper ever again.

When I finally turn around I see that the new professor is watching me with hard eyes.

Now the room was empty, leaving me and this creepy, yet overly attractive, new professor of mine alone.

“You know why you’re here, right?” He asks as he leans against his desk.

“Let me guess, because you’re targeting me after what happened this morning?" I say, an attitude in my voice that I always had around people who annoyed me.

“Incorrect. You’re here because you talked during my introduction and mocked me. I will not have you disobey my rules, Ms. L/n.”

His voice was low and somewhat intimidating.

“It isn’t that deep, bro.” I say but that only seems to anger him further.

He stands up and starts to walk towards me. On instinct, I take a step back.

He walks to me, cornering me until my back hits the wall, stopping me from getting away.

He then leans forward, his face only inches from mine, then says; “It seems you’ve been a bad girl, Ms L/n..detention with me it is.”

The smirk on my overly attractive teacher’s face sent a shiver down my spine.

I’m screwed.