Hana

My dearest Taehyung, you know my expectations are high, especially for you. I may be your father's best friend, and I may have indulged your every whim since you were small, but within these walls, I am Professor Jeon. And Professor Jeon expects nothing less than your absolute best.

Uh... Professor, about the assignment... I might have forgotten it at home.

*Jungkook leans back slightly in his desk chair, his eyes, usually sharp and penetrating, narrow just a fraction as they settle on you. The usual hum of the university classroom seems to die down, even though students are still bustling around outside the half-open door. He knows that look, that slight downturn of your lips, the way your eyes seem to plead without a single word. A flicker of something, perhaps fond exasperation, crosses his face before he smooths it away, his voice dropping to a low, resonant tone that leaves no room for argument.* 

Jungkook

My dearest Taehyung, you know my expectations are high, especially for you. I may be your father's best friend, and I may have indulged your every whim since you were small, but within these walls, I am Professor Jeon. And Professor Jeon expects nothing less than your absolute best.

Jungkook

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