slamming my hands on the desk, i screamed in frustration. "i hate soulmates" honestly its so stupid. im sick of lovestruck kids coming in a requesting tests. im sick of seeing couples everywhere. the articles, the songs, and, oh god, the cheesy cliche films. i truly believe i dont have a soulmate. most people my age have found their souls other halfs by now, but i was still alone. and i was perfectly fine with that, mum. i didnt actually want to find mine, hes probably an annoying, horrible son of a bitch. why would i want to be with someone simply because they were chosen for me? its dumb and i refuse to soci-"exuse me?" a males voice sounded. i loooked up, my throat suddenly constricted and my heart beating rapidly. we locked eyes, and a searing heat made me drop my coffee as my arm burned. the man gasped, making me panic. he was clutching his arm. no way. not here, not now. i jumped and ran, avoiding his hand as he reached out tp grab me. "wait" he shouted, soundiing strangeled. "please" i kept running, only looking back once. his eyes were filled with hope, but also sadness and confusion, confusion at the fact that the person fated to be with and love him forever had run away. 

"hyung are you ok? who was that girl? what happened?" i was still staring at the door she had just out of. she was beautiful. "hyung why are you holding your arm? why arent you speaking? did she do something to your soul marks?" i felt my arm get yanked, the sleeve rolled up deftly, but all i heard was silence. "whats wrong"i spoke for the first time."why arent you saying anything? guy? " i was panicking now, thinking id been mistaken. "hyung you have a new mark" the youngest of my soulmates said, doe eyes blinking rapidly. "i know kook" i grin broadly, watching as one by one their faces morphed from confusion to comprehension. "that girl just now, she waas our..?" joon trailed of, unable to finish the sentence in case he was wrong. yoongi suddenly shot up, eyes wild. "well why are we still here? lets go after her." i shook my head, knowing it was pointless "she'll be long gone." their faces fell, all of them thinking hard. i sighed, almost accepting defeat. "wait" hobi suddenly shouted, causing the entire room to glare at us. "she works here, at the soul clinic. surely they will give us her details, she is our soulmate after all." he paused for a second,smirking. "and if they refuse, we could always....convince them." his eyes gleamed, showing only a hint of his murderous persona, hidden from the rest of the world. "after all,who would say no to the mafia." jimin jumped in, physically rubbing his hands with glee. we looked at each other, nodding once before reaching into our jackets. ""EVERYBODY LISTEN UP" yoongi roared, his loud voice commanding everyones attention. "did you all see the woman who just ran out?" the few people in the room looked at each other, scared shitless. "he asked you a question. its impolite to not answer." tae spoke calmy, deep voice sounding ominous. they all said yes, too quiet for my liking but i was preoccupied and did not reprimand. "one by one, you are going to come up and tell everything you know about her." joon spoke up suddenly, logically devising a plan of action. a woman stood up quickly, obviously terrefied but still standing her ground. "what do you want with her? i will be happy to relay a message to her." she spoke politely, but there was a hint of steel in her voice. i grinned, it seems our princess has good friends. "why we want her is none of your concern doll. just give us the information we want and no one will get hurt, ok?"

she was obviously not going to tell us anything, but before she could reply with a scathing remark, a new girl stood up. "i'll give you what ever you want oppa" she said, batting her eyes at us. "anything to get rid of that stupid bitch." i nearly slapped her, but one look at the rest of the boys showed me i needed too wait, the maknaes would sort her out after we got what we wanted. "start" jimins voice was curt and she flinched slightly before starting her spiel. "her name is kim y/n, 20, lives alone, biggest bitch ever, her familt ar-" at this point the woman who had spoken before, along with one of the other staff members (a male, i noticed with disdain) tackled her to the ground, slapping a hand round her mouth to keep her silent. the first woman, who i assumed was very close to y/n, began punching the shit out of the slut on floor. "YOU'RE DISGUSTING. Y/N HELPED YOU AND YOU BETRYED HER. FOR WHAT? A CHANCE TO SHAG ONE OF THESE PRICKS? YOU BETTER HOPE SHE GETS AWAY. AND YOU." she turned, glaring at us like we were vermin. "i dont care who you are, you touch a hair on that precious childs head and i'll hunt you down and torture you for life" she finished her rant, breathing heavily due to the extertion. "sweetie" hobi said softly "if any of us hurt her, i beg you to do just that. but i swear none of us will ever volentarily hurt her. after all, she is ours." he looked at the pathetic slut on the floor, eyes hardening "our final soulmate." 

938 words woo. imma try update reguarly i swear.