Professor ~ Yoonmin ff~

Jealousy

The following week at the university was like any other. Jimin sat through his lectures, trying to focus, though his mind often wandered to one subject: Yoongi. He couldn’t stop thinking about his professor, even though he tried to pretend like he didn’t care. It was getting harder to ignore the feelings that swirled in his chest every time Yoongi walked into the room. The cold, aloof professor he had grown used to was starting to melt away in Jimin’s heart, replaced by something much warmer—and much more dangerous.

But that wasn’t what bothered him most that day. No, it was what happened outside the classroom.

Jimin was walking down the hallway when he spotted Yoongi talking to a group of female students. He didn’t think much of it at first.

It wasn’t unusual for Yoongi to interact with other students. But then Jimin saw the way the girls were looking at him—smiling, giggling, and hanging on his every word. They were all so close to him, their eyes filled with admiration, and Jimin’s stomach twisted into knots.

'What is this?' Jimin thought, his hands balling into fists at his sides.

'Why are they so close to him?'
'Why do they get to talk to him like that?'

He felt a burning sensation in his chest, a rush of jealousy he hadn’t expected. His breath hitched, and for a moment, he stood frozen in the hallway, watching as the girls laughed at something Yoongi said. He couldn’t hear the conversation, but it didn’t matter.

All he could see was Yoongi—his professor, the person Jimin had secretly admired for so long—paying attention to someone else. Someone other than him.

It wasn’t just the closeness that bothered Jimin. It was the way Yoongi was smiling at them, something Jimin had never seen directed at him. His professor was kind and patient with the girls, laughing softly, his expression more relaxed than Jimin had ever seen it.

The more Jimin watched, the more his jealousy burned, a sharp sting in his chest. He didn’t know why he felt like this. Why should he care? Yoongi wasn’t his. Yoongi was just his professor, nothing more.

But that thought didn’t ease the anger bubbling inside him. I’ll show them, Jimin thought, his eyes narrowing.

' I'll show him I'm not some kid'

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