The unknown guy bragged how great and powerful BTS was and how the whole college worked according to their will. In other words, they ruled the college. There I was carrying a shocked expression. Every guy here was dangerous and I was scared.

The Seven Members of BTS:

Rap Monster, the mastermind.

Suga, the dangerous cold guy.

V, the blind follower.

Jhope, actually the only better person, but still dangerous.

Jungkook, the faithful guy who can cross any limits for his brothers.

Jimin, the evil playboy.

What the hell! Why was I having such an unusual feeling? Like everyone here was playing some role for a gangster movie.

"Any queries?"

How would the seventh and the oldest brother be like?

"Yeah! What about Jin?" I asked.

"Jin Oppa! He's older than you," he corrected me with a tone of anger and knitted brows.

I nodded as I gave him an assuring smile.

"Jin, hm, he's a wonderful person with an angelic voice. I can't talk about him 'cause, anyway, the topic will never end as there are so many things to talk about him. In short, Kim Seokjin was born in a rich CEO's house with a golden spoon in his mouth. He's very talented, he just can't give his perfection in dancing. He's a very excellent cook. He loves everyone and everyone loves him. He's very caring and charming."

"He's World Bhaide Handsomaaa, aaa!" He gave me a flying kiss.

Cute.

"So why is a soft person a member of such a group?"

"'Cause the other members knew him since childhood and respected him. They wanted to make him a part of their life. Jin is the secret diary of the group as he knows everything about everyone."

"Why are you so happy talking about this Jin guy?" I said suspiciously.

"Unm, anyway, we only have little time left," he said, looking at his wristwatch and ignoring my question. "So ask anything fast. If you have any queries or confusions, otherwise you won't get a golden chance in your life again."

He took the last bite and finished the second burger of the two burgers given by me.

"What's your name?" This was the only question I wanted to ask him.

His eyes widened.

"You might have forgotten I've already told you my name."

I tried to remember but failed.

"Ah! You're such a short time memory, and also an idiot." He smirked, standing.

The bell rang, signaling that lunchtime ended.

"Why are you calling me an idiot?"

"'Cause you are." He threw the can in the dustbin nearby, walking away.

"What are you talking about?" I said, stunned as I stood and looked at his back blankly.

"You're such an idiot that you wasted your money on a stranger like me. You were a good time pass, anyway."

"What! What the fu. . . You were lying. I believed you and you. . . How could you?" I was shocked.

"You know, you showed what type of person you are. You're a person who doesn't deserve good behavior."

"You're an idiot! Asshole!" I shouted angrily.

He stopped in his track, although he had walked a long distance away from me. Maybe my words were powerful enough to hurt him. He turned around and started to walk toward me, his face carrying a serious look, eyes narrowing.

I bit my lower lip to control my anger. Suddenly, a tear escaped down my cheek, and then at one point, I found myself weeping not because I was scared but 'cause I was angry. I wanted to kick his ass, but I couldn't do that 'cause of which my head started to ache of anger. The tall guy wore a deadly expression, coming right in front of me.

I was a bit scared looking at his face. Maybe I had crossed some limits. Shit!

He crossed the distance between us and looked at me through his mysterious eyes. No longer was his face adorable, it changed into something serious yet sexy.

I didn't dare to push him and run. I just looked at him. We were staring at each other. I took a step back, and he took a step closer. I turned my head back and found no space to move as there stood the seats. I looked back at him and found his eyes intensely staring into mine.

He suddenly pushed me and I fell landing my ass on the seat. What an unusual way to make a girl sit. What the hell was he doing? I took a quick look at the cafeteria in one second and found no one; everyone had gone to their classes.

It was just us.

I started to sweat. What was he going to do to me? Yeah! I was scared at that moment. So damn scared! I looked up at him, and he leaned down. Our faces were just too close. I looked down with nervousness, sweating heavily. He tilted my face up through his index finger. My eyes widened.

Looking at his face from such a small distance made me gasp for air.

"Shut up, girl! Don't scream like a mad dog. Don't do more mistakes, and don't catch any more attention. And remember that Kim Seokjin doesn't waste time talking shit." His voice was much deeper and sexy, not like the usual.

I was actually busy checking his face, when suddenly, what he said made my jaw drop. My eyes widened. He was one of the members of the group-the oldest hyung! That was why he knew so many things about the group.

He pulled my face nearer his face. Was he going to kiss me? My cheeks reddened, but I couldn't stop him as if he had me enchanted.

Our lips were just a little bit far from each other. My eyes were tightly shut, ready to face whatever was gonna happen. My mouth parted, and I could feel his warm breath on my lips.

I wanted to stop him, but my whole body burnt for his touch.

And then, he pulled me back.

"I like to play, you know," he said looking at my stunned face, laughing crazily.

He was back in his cute mode again. Disgusting!

Looking at the floor, I blushed, biting my inner cheeks. When I looked up, I found him exiting the cafeteria.

"Bye bye," he said like a small kid as he walked out.

I sat there, all stunned, blank and speechless. Also, I was late for my class.

Author's Note^^

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