YONSEI UNIVERSITY
GANGNAM, SEOUL

Seeing that one person in front of her whom she longed for, it's really hard to control. After realising he's her mate, it's very hard to resist. Her head kept feeling dizzy and her lower stomach was clenching and churning with need but only one thought was lingering in her mind.

Why wasn't he able to recognise her?

The teacher was continuously talking but her mind was stuck to him. Over that, she was sitting beside him. It's hard to burn with desire and keep quiet at the same time. It's the greatest punishment we could ever bring on ourselves.

His side profile was glowing in the light while he was resting his chin on the ridge of his palm, nibbling continuously at his lower lip, wetting it from time to time. The urge to kiss his plump kissable lips was too much for her. She just wanted to run to him and press her lips on his, to feel him, taste him.

"Aish! Stop, Jane! Don't you dare until he accepts you," she shook her head vigorously to get rid of the thoughts.

She needed him to answer her, and for that, she'd have to talk to him. This time, she'd have to get back up. She'd have to go and tell him how much she missed him, how much she longed for him.

❈❈❈

Jane made her way towards Jimin to clarify all the things that probably were mingling in his head? They were, right? She thought their bond was strong enough to pass all the obstacles in life. But was she wrong? All that time, was she the only one suffering? Didn't he feel the heat in his body, the desire to cherish their love that was destroyed by the cruelty in the past? Or didn't he care anymore?

Leaving the classroom, she followed him to the locker room. Smiling to herself, she unlocked the door and got inside but couldn't move an inch when examined the scene in front of her. Her heart shattered into pieces, it was like her whole world had stopped. She'd have cried her whole heart there but not this time. It's time to be sagacious and tackle the situation.

The way she saw the girl pressing on his body and her hands roaming over his clothed torso, her heart burned with rage and jealousy. Jimin was eating her mouth like there was no tomorrow.

They were so close that even air was unable to pass from between them. Jimin's hands were gripping on her hair while she could see him kissing her even more deeply and the girl seemed to enjoy herself too much, completely focused on him and the pleasure absorbed in his seduction.

He kissed down her neck, sloppily tracing it with his tongue. He closed his eyes, his fangs grew longer, digging her skin, sucking blood and the girl moaned in pleasure, gripping his hair with her slender fingers.

The sound was a melody to him but so disgusting to Jane that she wanted to slap the girl right there. But it wasn't her fault, she was not under her own control. A vampire's seduction could haze your senses so that you would feel like you were in love, you would feel no pain but only pleasure. No matter how brutally he'd suck your blood, you'd feel an overwhelming sensation and want more and more.

Jimin trailed his tongue over his fang marks and healed her, erasing the evidence and hazing over her memory. Except for their hot make out, she wouldn't remember a thing.

Jane gritted her teeth, feeling rage crawling over her backbone, crowning over her head. He was not in the right state to talk with and her anger would not help the situation either. So, she thought it'd be better to just leave and turned to open the door.

"Wait!" that familiar voice made her steps freeze and she turned around hesitantly after taking a deep breath. Jimin signaled the girl to leave, and surprisingly she left but after giving a peck on his cheek which he gladly returned on her neck.

He observed Jane from head to toe while biting his lower juicy lips. Seductiveness was lingering in his whole body. His eyes traveled down her body and she hated herself for feeling hot at that. He leaned slightly on the lockers and smiled.

"Ahem! It feels like someone is stalking me," his lips tugged up in a smirk. He was just gazing at her as another one night stand.

Was he playing hard to get or was he just too dumb to analyse anything?

She was too feeble to open her mouth. But before she could make her tongue form anything, he started the conversation ahead himself.

"I must say you're hot," he eyed her up and down and Jane's eyes widened, was he being serious?

"Why are you being so idiotic? Don't you know who I'm, or are you playing hard to get? Huh?" Jane said and he let out a chuckle mockingly at her remark.

"Playing hard to get? Oh, no, babe. We can be in my bed naked right now if you want," stepping near with every word he closed the distance between them. By hearing his words, her whole body began boiling with anger. How could he think so low of her?

"Everything is not about having sex, Jimin. Don't you remember what we are exactly?" controlling her extremely high temper, she placed her hand on his chest, stopping him from coming any closer to her.

"I'm your freaking mate! For god's sake, don't p-pretend you don't feel it!" she yelled out but her voice cracked out of insecurity without even her noticing.

Jimin let out a deep breath, slamming both his hands against the wall, trapping her in between them. Jane flinched, her breath hitched when he leaned even more close to her face, his breath fanning against her lips. He slowly dipped his head closer to her. His actions were different and his closeness was foreign to her, it felt as if he was testing her comfort zone.

"Mate," he mumbled under his breath, "a mate is a weakness. And I don't have a weakness in my life, neither do I want one," he growled, slamming his fist right beside her face.

She didn't answer standing there with her lips parted slightly out of shock. She stared at him deeply, trying to find the bits of lies in his eyes. But to her disappointment, there wasn't any.

He leaned closer and closer to her lips, dangerously close, her hands went to grab his shirt collar tightly out of reflex.

"You just have to tell me that you want me under your pants. I'm all ready, trust me!" he smiled, his features lingering with lust and desire.

"I-I'm your m-mate," she stammered and suddenly, all her strength felt drained. Her lashes blinked rapidly, her heart accelerated fast inside her chest. His strong scent made her senses blind and her body numb. Her brain screamed at her body to do something, anything to get herself out of this situation that felt so wrong but so right at the same time.

She wanted to push him away, to walk out of this room right away, but her feet were rooted to the spot. Her grip around his collar tightened by the passing time. And that's it, he couldn't hold back and fetched her lips roughly against his. Catching her bottom lip with his upper lip, he kissed her passionately and she did the same.

He undid a few of her shirt's buttons, revealing her glistening milky skin and carved collarbone. He moved towards her neck and her body folded against his, beautifully. But no! This wasn't love, it's lust. And she did not want it.

She pushed him away violently and he stumbled a few steps back, confused at her actions. Rage crawled up her veins and she slapped him, he hissed in pain but nothing stirred inside her while she looked at him. She didn't care. She was blinded with anger, jealousy, and why not?

Before he could say a thing, she left the room slamming the door harshly. Walking some steps after, she got into her locker room and leaned against her locker. No one was inside, maybe, the class started already.

Her hands were shaking, her legs felt numb, her eyes were red - brimming with tears. Her head throbbed badly and her stomach felt sick like throwing up. She couldn't think straight, she was not even able to stand straight and slid down to the floor, hugging her knees close.

"Just why? You were the one who p-promised me . . ."

──────⊹⊱· • ❈ • ·⊰⊹──────

a/n:
promises are meant to be broken, aren't they? and it hurts worse when the one who sworn if breaks it themselves :"(