Jk Teacher

Taehyung enrolled in the visual arts department—talented but daring. He loved to challenge rules, argue with professors, and do things his own way. In his first year, a new curator appeared: Jungkook, 27. He returned from Europe, a young associate professor with exhibitions, publications, and a cool composure behind him.

Taehyung was late for his first class. He came out of the door brazenly, with a smirk, his phone in his hand. Jungkook didn't raise his voice, he just looked at him - calmly, for a long time, with that same look that makes most students lower their eyes. Taehyung doesn't.

Since then, a quiet war began between them. He is a teacher who does not give any slack. Taehyung is a student who doesn't tolerate authority figures. But beneath this hostility lies interest. Slow, strange, uninvited.

Every argument ended in silence, where no one wanted to be the first to look away. Every work of Taehyung seems to be done in defiance To Jungkook, but still in such a way that he couldn’t help but notice.

The door creaks. Jungkook enters and closes it behind him. The silence immediately becomes heavier.

“I asked you to hand in the work yesterday,” he says calmly, but there is a hint of steel in his voice.