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JEJU ISLAND~KOREA, PARK'S MANSION*

The chilly morning air blowing in through the open window of Jimin's room did his awakening.

His lids moved slightly, and his intertwined lashes began trying to let go of each other.

Lazily, he rolled from one side of his soft bed to another, slowly pulling the duvet away.

His hair is in a tousled mess on his head, and he has smeared mascara below his entrancing amber eyes__a result of his alcohol party last night.

He was groaning with a frown as he sat up, placing his pedicured legs on the floor.

He reached for the drawer and opened it, dragging out a joint pack.

He got rizla and rolled it professionally, getting a zippo to lighten it.

He took a long drag from it, and immediately it penetrated deep, he smiled with his lips, blowing out the smokes softly.

He got his phone with the other hand and went to the group chat.

There are messages from all of them already.

Seji: Who's here?

Jennie: Shut the fuck, Seji. Last night wasn't funny.

Lisa: Let's meet in school, no comment for now.

Jimin almost started laughing as he typed a text.

Jimin: I love you Seji! I needed the booze.

Immediately he sent that to the group, a knock sounded on his door.

"Minnie?" His mother's voice called.

He quickly hid the joint in the drawer and closed it, then he sprayed the room to hide the smell.

He walked to the door, his perfect tiny curves doing a show behind him till he got there and opened the door to meet his mum standing there.

Mrs. Park.

"Ma" he muttered, leaning on the door.

The brunette woman smiled and embraced him in a hug, arranging his hair with her fingers.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Sure" Jimin managed to smile.

"Come on, breakfast is set" Mrs. Jeon pulled him away from the door.

He swept his hair back sluggishly as he followed her down the stairs.

The house is big and spacious...his parents might not be very rich, but they're rich enough to buy him whatever he wants... they both run the Park Enterprises.

They met his dad eating already when they got to the dining room, and he settled down opposite him.

"Morning" he mumbled.

The man looked up sternly.

"You smell like weed, did you smoke again?" He questioned.

"Shit" Jimin muttered, taking his cutlery.

"You think you're helping yourself with the smokes?" Mr. Park said.

"Hubby" Mrs. Park tried to stop him, but it failed because he kept talking...

"You're literally worsening everything and...

"Fuck it! I'm not eating with you guys anymore" Jimin slammed his palms on the table, standing and rushing back upstairs.

"Jimin!" His mother's voice came after him, but he never turned back till he arrived at his room.

He entered the bathroom and exited minutes later to dress up in a baggie jean.

He topped it with a skinny top and one of his numerous black boots.

The chains in the boot were clanging as he climbed down the stairs, hanging his backpack on his right arm.

He only straightened his hair, did a light make-up and his favorite lipstick, and he's still just as beautiful...he has always been.

"Minnie!" His mum rushed to him when he walked past the living room.

"Ma, I'm late already" he said without waiting.

"You have a lash on your face" the woman pulled him back and removed the lash gently.

Jimin hugged her afterwards.

His mum understands him more than any fucking body, and that's why she'd always be his favorite person.

"I love you" the woman smiled after they broke the hug, and Jimin replied with a kiss on her cheek before finally leaving.

He hopped in his black convertible car at the driveway and rolled it out of the mansion.

The street air welcomed his skin like an old friend when he opened the sunroof.

His hair almost became disheveled again, but he was sweeping the waves back with his hand till he got to school.

He drove into Dynasty College and pulled up at the wide ass park.

Immediately he came down and saw his friends waiting for him already, he smiled.

"I'm the last one this morning huh?"

"Yeah, Sofia the last" Seji replied, and Jimin gave her the middle finger which made her laugh out.

Seji Kang is the gossip queen of the friendship, the funny humorous one.

Beside her, there's Jennie Kim, the fashion icon who's got the trendiest fashion sense in this whole campus.

"Where's Lisa?" Jimin asked when he got to them, and the fourth friend immediately came out of her car, elegant as fuck.

Lalisa Manoban, the princess of this island. Her parents rule Jeju, so she's a royal blood, the richest in the friendship.

"Here I am!" Lisa winked, hugging Jimin fondly.

"Now we need to talk about what Seji did last night" Jennie said, adjusting her fur coat.

"Are you kidding? You guys drank the alcohol as soon as it hit the table, not my fault" Seji rolled eyes defensively.

"We wouldn't drink if you didn't bring the bottles, bitch. You know my condition!" Jennie rolled eyes too.

Jimin and Lisa began laughing.

Jennie and Seji behave like enemies most of the times.

"Can we just go to class already?" Jimin cut in, and Jennie grunted.

"I have a gist though" Seji smiled.

"Spill" The three chorused.

"I saw my dad's dick this morning, and I almost cried for mum. It's small!" Seji said unfiltered.

"Eew! Gross!" Jimin squeezed his face.

"You're sick, Seji" Lisa laughed as Jimin pulled her into the campus.

"Crazy ass" Jennie laughed, and Seji joined her as they sashayed to catch up with the others.

As they walked deeper into the school, greetings came for the foursome from several hallways.

Seji's gossip mates wave at her almost every minute, and Jennie's fashion wannabes won't stop saying hi to her.

Lisa as the princess doesn't need to try, she's always greeted respectfully.

Jimin might be popular like them, but no one relates with him at all.

He got his phone and went online to distract himself, then someone bumped into him.

The phone fell, and he smirked as he looked up to meet the nonchalant eyes of Bangchan, the crazily tattooed guy.

He smirked too, and eyes widened around them when students saw what just happened.

"Do you have cataract or something? You don't just bump into me and stand there like a moron! Pick my phone!" Jimin snapped angrily, and eyes widened again.

Gasps filled the hallway, and the crowd multiplied, no one wants to miss this spectacle.

Bangchan is the most feared guy in this whole school. Firstly, because his father is Master Kang who runs an underground casino.

Secondly, because Bangchan himself is the leader of The Scorpios, a dangerous frat club in the campus.

No one argues with him, else, the outcome will be ugly.

"Pick your fucking phone for you?" Bangchan's brows tightened.

"Heck yeah, you knocked it down bastard!" Jimin went closer to him, and he scoffed.

👥 Him again?

👥 And it's Bangchan this time?

👥 Gawd, I hate Jimin!

Mouths began running as the scene got tensed.

Bangchan will never pick the phone, and it's obvious Jimin will not take that.

His friends just stayed with the crowd, watching.

When something like this happens, it's a waste of time to try to stop him because Jimin never listens to anyone.

"Pick it!" Jimin glared at Bangchan again, and he was about to grab Jimin by the neck when the scene changed.

Someone entered the hallway, and all attention turned to him.

Students made way for him, and girls began, wetting their pants and gasping as admiration dazzled in their eyes.

It's Jeon Jungkook.

👥 Jeon?

👥 It's Jeon!

He might be Jungkook, but no one calls him that... everyone calls him Jeon, his surname.

His face is a mask of icy calm, and his features looks like they were chiseled from marble, lacking warmth.

He looks like he jumped out of a brand commercial or something, so darn hot.

He's wearing simple black sweatshirt, black denims and boots, his looks are aristocratic.

There's just an effortless elegance in the way he carries himself.

He doesn't need to talk, his powerful aura speaks for him, and despite his quietness, he's respected and feared, almost more than Bangchan.

Bangchan's face morphed into hateful glares immediately. He hates him madly__any other word better than madly? Insert that.

Jimin isn't even looking at Jungkook, all he's concerned about his his phone.

Jungkook's two friends are right beside him... Namjoon and Hyunjin.

They strode with him till they went out of sight in the hallway,.

👥 Tell me you captured his face!

👥 Of course! Especially the lips!

👥 Send me the pictures right now!

Girls began fighting to get his pictures, and Bangchan returned his gaze to Jimin.

Slowly, he picked the phone and handed it to him.

Jimin snatched it and left with his friends, leaving Bangchan to bite his tongue vengefully.

Jimin will pay for this.

*

Getting to class, the lecturer is already in, so Jimin and his friends quickly settled down.

The class continued...

"We were talking about the business that was bought by Facebook in 2014, and the price" the lecturer said, and hush fell in the class.

"Anyone" the woman repeated.

The silence continued.

"Snapchat? For 18 billion?" A new voice came from the back of the class, and everyone turned to see the owner.

Jungkook!

It's the first time he talked in class, so the shock is real.

"That's dumb... it's WhatsApp, for 19 billion" Jimin replied immediately, and everyone turned to him.

"That's right, Mr. Park" the lecturer said.

Instead of praises, Jimin received hateful glares for saying dumb.

The lecture continued, and Jungkook's eyes settled on Jimin, watching him creepily from the back like a creep...that he is.

They had four classes consecutively, and immediately they finished up, Seji jumped in front of Jimin's desk.

"You called Jeon dumb? Bitch you're an icon! Girls will eat you!"

"Blah bla fucking blah" Jimin rolled eyes, and Jennie laughed with Lisa.

"But damn, his naturally sleepy voice! I'd do anything to hear him call me baby with it! Seriously if I don't fuck that guy, I'd kidnap him on his wedding day" Seji chirped.

"Seji!" Lisa coughed as her laughter got louder.

"Party again tonight? Need to get high again" Jimin said, leaving the class.

"Wait up!" The girls ran after him.

*

SCHOOL PARK*

Jungkook arrived with his friends just now, all looking exhausted especially Hyunjin.

The two are just as handsome.

"You intentionally said the wrong answer to make him talk to you in class earlier, yes?" Namjoon said.

"Obviously" Jungkook replied simply, climbing his power bike.

"And what's up with you and him? I can't stand the tension anymore" Namjoon pressed further, bringing Jungkook's helmet out of the car.

"Are you taking over Hyunjin's duty today? You became the talkative" Jungkook raised his thick brows.

Hyunjin lowered his hoodie cap and and let out a cough intentionally on Namjoon's face.

"Dude, fuck!" Namjoon pushed him back.

"Uncle Yoon offered to come make dinner tonight" Jungkook announced.

"Tell me his wife is the one doing the cooking" Hyunjin paled up.

"She's on a trip" Jungkook replied, holding the bike handlebars.

"I'd rather go paralyzed than eat your uncle's food again. He should be banned from the kitchen" Hyunjin said, and Namjoon laughed.

"Ciao" Jungkook said casually, and Namjoon threw him the helmet.

He wore it and drove off on his power bike.

Namjoon and Hyunjin entered the car and drove off behind him.

"Jeon!" A girl rushed into the park, breathing heavily as sweat covered her face.

It's obvious she ran a long distance here.

A guy came running behind her, sweating equally.

"He's gone?" He breathed.

"I'll just talk to him tomorrow" the girl replied.

They're siblings. The girl is Yeji while the guy is Lee, he's older with a year.

Yeji threw her backpack at him.

"Meet me in the car" she rolled her eyes as she walked off.

Lee looked at the bag and snickered before carrying it after her.

*

5PM, SCORPIOS MANSION*

As the leader of the club, Bangchan was greeted with respect when he made his dignified entry into the mansion.

The mansion is already full of invited naked sluts with different intoxicating scents, prostitutes and strippers, ready to bless tonight's upcoming party.

Bangchan gritted his jaws, thinking of Jungkook again.

He knows every information about every single student in campus, but he knows nothing about Jungkook.

It's almost as if Jungkook fell from heaven, no trace to his family at all, and it's annoying how he seems untouchable.

The students accord him great respect and fear, even more than him.

A wicked smiled painted his lips when he got a brainstorm.

"Park Jimin needs to be taught a lesson tonight. Use Jeon name though" he ordered.

"On it" Four of the club members replied and rushed out to carry out the order.

"Send two holes to my room" he said, climbing the stairs.

*

7PM*

Jimin couldn't wait anymore as he drove his car out of his street.

He had to sneak out through the window since his dad will never allow any outing after his drunkenness last night.

His friends are already at the clubhouse, and he really needs to arrive as fast as possible and feel some lime on his tongue.

He hasn't gone far from his street when two guys wearing black and white masks appeared in front of his car.

He almost jammed into them, but he had to quickly stepped on the brakes.

"What the fuck!" He shouted, but he was replied with broken glasses as the masked guys shattered his windscreen with metal pipes.

He had to quickly cover his face, but that didn't stop one of the glasses from hurting his face, and blood ran down.

He came out of the car, grabbing the first one he could grab.

He skillfully flipped him to the ground and was about to remove his mask when the other one grabbed him.

"Son of bitches!!!" He yelled breathlessly as another two appeared, making four of them.

They held him down, and the others resumed ruining his car.

"Fuck y'all!!! My car... damnit!!" He shouted, struggling hard to liberate himself.

"Next time, don't say Jeon is dumb" one of the guys holding him said, and Jimin eyes widened.

They let him go and jumped into the low bush beside the road, escaping effortlessly.

"Jeon?" Jimin muttered, remembering what happened in class earlier.

He was fuming madly as he got his phone and bag from the car, storming down the road to find a taxi.

*

JUNGKOOK'S PLACE*

The table is already set for uncle Yoon's dinner.

Like he promised, he came to prepare dinner for the guys, and they have no choice but eat.

Hyunjin looks like he has a lot to say, but he's struggling to keep quiet as they set the cutleries beside the plates.

Namjoon was keeping in his laughter as he watched him, and Jungkook has this sardonic smirk on his face.

"Shall we?" Uncle Yoon widened his arms when they finished setting the table.

He's in his early forties obviously.

They settled on the chairs to start eating, but the barging at the door stopped them.

"Expecting someone?" Uncle Yoon asked.

Hyunjin stood to go check, and immediately he opened the door, Jimin bolted in.

"Fuckity fuck" Hyunjin muttered as Jimin dropped his bag then started running to the table.

Uncle Yoon stood with Namjoon, but Jungkook remained seated till he got to the table and jumped on it, pushing away the meals with his boots.

The chinas crashed on the ground as he picked a fork, swirling around before jumping down on Jungkook.

Jungkook went down without fighting, landing on his back.

The china pieces hurt his arms as Jimin sat on his belt region, placing the fork on his neck.

The fork digged into his skin slightly, and blood trickled out, but Jimin's too enraged to even care...

Jungkook kept laying low, and the other three (2 Alphas and a Beta) have impressed expressions.

"Sending thugs to me is a cowardly thing to do, motherfucker! You should have faced me yourself!" Jimin glared, still placing the fork firmly on Jungkook's neck, still sitting on him.

Jungkook smiled intriguingly, looking bemused and definitely liking the feel of his ass on himself.

"If you're gonna ride me, do it properly" he said with a slight raise of his brows.

"What" Jimin sounded.

"You're sitting on my dick" he muttered.

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TBC.