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"the prettiest vases can hold the deadliest flowers, just like the prettiest roses can grow the sharpest thorns. And before you shy away from my judgement of your sins, thank you for accepting the wounds I gave you."

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Yoonbi

"You're being creepier than usual." Suga muses amongst his mates, making me roll my eyes and occasionally throw a glance at my SMG. RyungNa is busy with her phone, Jackson looking around and BamBam playing thumbs with Jr.

"Why are you sitting with us today, Yoonbi?" No one can be so blunt with me, but it's another story when that person is too innocent for anyone to give weight to his words. At least when his smile is so wide his eyes shrink.

It's Park Jimin.

"Because I have an interview, as I said."

"Liar." Suga blurts simply and I huff out, "plus all your questions go that way." He points at Taehyung.

"Well, Taehyung is my subject."

"Why not me?" Jungkook butts in, sounding childish and impatient. I groan in exasperation and give my attention to Jin and Jhope.

"Hobie," I speak, making him look up from his food as I write down notes about Taehyung's daily routine so it's easier to stalk him without wasting my time, "what does Taehyung do after school?"

"You can just ask me!" Taehyung complains, a matter of factly.

"Not your turn, eat your food." I dismiss him and look back at a concentrating Jhope. "So?"

After too much thought, the sunshine speaks at last, and I expect valuable information, anything useful but my face falls when he says, "he goes home."

"Bingo!" Taehyung cheers, making Jhope laugh in pride as the rest applaud him.

"You are a group of seven idiots." I smack my note closed and stand up, "you come with me." Dragging Jungkook, I walk out of the cafeteria and telepathically tell RyungNa that I'm done with my lunch.

"So, want to tell me something?" He smiles excitedly and my cheeks blush at what I want to tell him, we didn't spend much time together lately. I know he's probably thinking it's because of what he confessed to me, but it really isn't.

It seems that there is a lot on my mind, but I still feel incomplete when he's not by my side. Figuratively and literally. So I say it, I don't hold back, "I missed you."

He gapes like a fish, eyes wide and face red. His hair is styled out of his face today and I thought he'd have the smug era but he's still the it blushboy. "You-- you what?"

My face falls, disappointed. "Seriously Jungkook? That's what you've got?"

"I'm..." His smug era reappears as soon as his smile takes over and his hands grip my face to pull me closer. And as his lips touch mine, I let a fact make itself known at the back of my mind.

Jeon Jungkook is a good kisser.

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"Subject indoors." Jungkook whispers before getting out of his act and slumping against the bushes we hide behind, "I can't believe I'm stalking my best friend with my girlfriend, how twisted is this?"

I don't reply and shudder in place feeling so disgusted with life in general. It's the same street, the same house I saw him walk to in my sleep. It's real, precognitions are real. "Are you okay?" Jungkook touches me and I shiver away from him, standing up and regretting asking him to come with me since SMG was so busy.

Even RyungNa had more important things to do. Like anyone would believe me if I said what's going on, better yet it's a huge if right there anyway. But none of this is a good sign, it's all messed up. I can't let anything happen to Taehyung, I will not be able to live with myself. "Yoonbi." Jungkook stands behind me as I nervously brush my hair back and breathe loudly.

"Yes, sorry. Everything is alright."

"Nothing is alright, what's wrong?" Jungkook holds my face and keeps my eyes linked with his, what am I supposed to tell him? He's human, he would think I'm crazy. But he's my Jungkook, I trust him.

I step into his private space and let him cradle my head against his chest, comforting me to a scary extent. This, whatever we have, is so terrifying. Why did I let that happen? Now what will I do if he slips out of my hand? Just like everything?

"I had a bad dream concerning Taehyung, nothing major. I just want to make sure he's okay." I say half of the truth and watch Jungkook rub my cheeks when I pull my head out of his chest to look at him. "You think I'm crazy, don't you." I giggle pathetically.

"Not really, I think you're a beautiful person. Definitely better than me." His eyes go two shades darker, showing me that there is too much going on inside his head but he still holds me like his life depends on it. "You're too beautiful for me."

I frown at him, "you're too amazing too, Jeon Jungkook." I smile when he does and take his hand in mine, "let's go now, I have to get lunch then work." I'll come back later tonight. I tell myself.

Jungkook walks with me home, although he's still dazed and unfocused but for now the tingles his hand gives me serves right. "We're here," I announce.

"Oh yeah, see you then." Jungkook smiles and I savor the moment, "don't worry much."

I nod, smiling, "see you."

Later that night I got off my shift early and went to Taehyung's house, technically the bushes on the opposite side of the street. I zoomed in with my eyes and check what the people in the house are doing, a disgusting feeling of nosiness stops me for seconds but I reason it away by the fact that I'm just assuring his safety.

Only the mother and Taehyung are in the house, I see the stepfather is not there and it's relieving. The mom is cooking something quick in the kitchen while Taehyung stays in his room, gaming on his phone so intensely.

I take out my phone and text him, intentionally disturbing him. I realize my success when he punches the air in disappointment. His fingers jab on his screen then his incoming call flashes on mine. I pick up.

"Why did you text me a 'you're an idiot' now of all times?!" His exasperated shout makes me almost laugh out loud.

"So it's the timing you don't like, not the insult?"

"I hate both! I was almost done with the game! You ruined it!" He spits, I watch him in his room walking around and so worked up.

"Chill, you can do it again. What are you doing?"

"I just said I was gaming, Yoonbi, and my mom is downstairs heating some food most likely."

"You didn't have dinner yet? It's pretty late." I furrow my eyebrows.

"We both don't really care." I note down how he never mentions his stepdad, there is definitely a problem. "What are you doing?" He asks me and I'm too deep in thought to think of what I'll be saying.

"Stalking you."

Shit.

He laughs so hard, "I don't even want to imagine that, you're a creep. What are you really doing?"

"Thinking about Jungkook." I make another confession, the other half of the truth.

"What's wrong with my maknae?"

"He's not telling me something, he's scared," I admit.

"Nah," Taehyung goes out of his room and down to the kitchen, "don't worry, he's just paranoid. Or so I think, I mean when he first came to school he was so introverted it was unhealthy, he just needs time."

Taehyung definitely doesn't know what's between us, I giggle at that, "yeah sure, Mr Phil. I got to go, it's late."

"Okay, patient. Pay the bill at the desk and have a nice day!" We laugh and hang up, Taehyung goes to eat with his mother and their relationship is so cute and beautiful. I'm about to leave when I sense the movement in some room on the second floor.

Two bodies, on two beds. I frown at the children sleeping upstairs and realize that Taehyung has two younger brothers. Primary school students most likely. That's so cute, I walk back home with a wide smile at the newfound realization.

By the time I'm home, mom had already called to ask why I'm late and I replied with an 'I'm on my way'. What she didn't mention was much more important for my wellbeing. The house is dark, my parents asleep and my bed waiting for me.

When I open my room, I expect my secluded space but my heart falls when I see a figure standing in the dark. Light beams from a screen between their hands, illuminating some of their face as they nervously stride around.

"What the..."

"Yoonbi! Yoonbi! Oh god, finally, I want to kill someone!" RyungNa hisses as I switch my lights on, seeing my bed covered with tech-equipment. Everything looks so complex, perplexing. "Yoonbi?"

I look at her, mouth parted and eyes wide, "how did you come in here?"

"Your mom let me in, when I went back home after our shift, there was someone waiting at my door. That-" she hesitates, but when I look at all the techs on my bed, she realizes I do need an explanation right now, "that agent you met, she'd been trying to catch me for weeks now."

"Catch you? She works in the violation section, she's an agent from the TMC. Why would she want you?"

"Because... Because..." She stutters and helplessly slumps down on my bed, "because I've been trying to hack into their system for months, I'm sick of their rules! I figured a way to change everything! Can you imagine that, a life where we don't need to hide anymore. We won't need to worry about letting anyone see us use our powers, we can save so many people!"

She's trying to convince me of something I never thought about before, although I broke the rules as many times as I can, I never got the idea of changing the base. "But why illegal, couldn't you file a report or, you know, do something?"

"I tried! I tried everything!" She stands up, all worked up, "nothing works, Yoonbi, you don't get it. I've been trying to change their insights for years, but they won't even listen. I only started taking illegal action months ago."

"I don't understand, why?"

"Jimin's story triggered me, my family always talked bullshït about the rules and we just follow them because we need to, but when I heard about his sister I needed to do something, support from my family was the cherry on top." She breathed out in fatigue and pressure before going on.

"After our shift when I came back home, there was someone at my door. My mom hid me on time and told me to take my stuff and stay somewhere else..."

"So you came here. My room. What about BamBam or any of the guys?" I ask, partially ashamed that I'm not too eager in helping her.

"No one would understand, I guessed you're most likely to since you always seem to hate the rules. You used up all your chances." She reasons.

"Exactly, I can't afford to get in any more trouble." Before I can turn away from her she holds my shoulder and looks into my eyes.

"I know, and I'm sorry but don't you worry. They won't find me, they can't yet. Even if anything happened, you have nothing to do with this.

"You have nothing to do with it." She repeats. I nod and turn around quickly, asking her to collect her equipment with me so I could take them into my MSR. It's too late when I realize this was a huge mistake from my side.

"What is this?" RyungNa calls as she stands near the psychic powers enhancing corner. I'm busted, how stupid can I get. "You're a psychic?"

"I-I can explain." I stammer.

"Do so?" She turns to me, not looking at my booklets and CDs anymore. "So you knew what's going on with me all this time? You had the audacity to stand back and just watch?"

"No!" I blurt too quick and loud, "no," I confirm to her, "I knew nothing about any of that," I gesture to her devices and the whole occurrence of tonight, "you have extreme protection over your mind, like a crystal filter I can't penetrate. It's part of your telepathic power, I thought you knew."

She swallows her surprise and takes her glasses off to rub her face and exasperatedly hold her nose bridge, "why did you lie? How did you manage--" I interrupt her before she can go on.

"I've been doing this for the past six years, RyungNa! I only got this psychic power you're making a fuzz about a couple of years ago, I've been forced to hide the fact that I lived with only two powers till I was fifteen! That's almost three years, you don't know what I went through, best friend!" I burst and turn away from her. "You're supposed to understand, you know how famous the Lee family is, a weaker mutant stains all its history."

I feel warmth caress my hand as RyungNa's figure stands behind me, she holds my hand and pulls me to turn to her, "calm down." She says, taking her sleeve and wiping my wet face, "I didn't know, your past is legendary by the way." She smiles and I giggle at that, but it comes out as something unnamed between a sob and a laugh.

"You're not mad?"

"I don't think with my dîck, thank you so much." She replies playfully, making me swat her shoulder, "I was, but right now I'm just shocked and disappointed you didn't tell me. Not the guys, okay, but why not me?"

"Because I was afraid you'd judge me, I know you wouldn't have been too pleased with this when I first started attending school. We weren't this close, now is months later, it makes a difference."

"But you weren't planning on telling anyone, anytime." She retorts, putting back her disappointment in full view.

"Yes but--"

"Does anyone know?"

I bite my lips and not reply, I don't want to lie again but I can't just tell her Suga knew. "Yes."

"Who is it?" She steps back, the look in her eyes screaming how she's hurt I trusted someone over her. But she never told me what she was doing either, she was mistaken too.

Feeling unfairly treated too, I speak up with the courage my self-explanation offered, "Yoongi."

She scoffs, a mocking look taking over her face as she turns away and takes her raven hair out of her face, the courage I once had disappears into thin air as I step closer to her in guilt, "I didn't tell him, he knew because of his power. I didn't mean for him to--"

"How is this supposed to make anything better Yoonbi!" She snaps at me and I feel the anger rise inside both of us.

"You didn't tell me about any of what you are doing either, such a hypocrite!" I give.

"Yeah right, as if you can compare those two. You told some guy before telling me, your best friend!" She starts walking out of my MSR as I stride behind her, both of us going downstairs.

"I said I didn't tell him, he just figured it out!" I correct her impatiently, nervousness building inside me as she walks to the front door.

"I need time, don't follow me or talk to me. I want to be alone." She says with a hint of threatening, I hold her hand before she's out of the door but she yanks me away and walks out with her last words, "I warned you."

I feel hated and thrown away. Again. It was all a mistake. Everything is messed up. I want to bury myself away from everything, and everyone.

I'm back at block one.

//i miss being this intentional with every chapter while writing a book. Gosh, life needs to calm down a bit so I can focus.

Drop your thoughts about RyungNa, did you expect something like this from her?

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