CHAPTER:02

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Y/N was relaxing in her bathtub at home after returning from the university. She held a fashion magazine in one hand and her phone on the small table beside her. As she lay back , enjoying the warm water , her phone lit up with notification.Curious her checked it and saw that Mingyu had sent her a message.

Mingyu : ((:

Y/N: Hey Mingyu! What's up?

Mingyu: Hey! Not much, just dealing with life's boredom.

Y/N: Oh, boredom thoughts, huh? Should I be worried?

Mingyu: Nah, just the usual boring crisis on a Tuesday evening.

Y/N: Ah, the boredom is so real! So, what's the plan?

Mingyu: Well, I was thinking...how about we break the rule of gravity tonight with a bike ride?

Y/N: Going against gravity, you say? Count me in! But promise no crash landings, okay?

Mingyu: Deal! As long as you don't challenge me to a race and leave me eating dust :(

Y/N: Hey, no promises! I've been training in secret.(;

Mingyu: Oh, it's on then! Let the battle begin then!

Y/N: You're going down, Mingyu! See you at 7!

Mingyu: Bring it on! See you :D

With a grin, Y/N replied, feeling the excitement building up for bike ride .

After enjoying her bath, Y/N changed into her comfy white pants and black top with open shoulders. As she rested on her bed, her mind kept circling back to the new student, Jeon Jungkook. Whispering his name to herself, she wondered how he knew her.

While it wasn't unusual for people to recognize her due to her father's status, Jungkook knowing her name felt a bit different. It increased her curiosity, especially after observing his indifferent attitude towards others in the canteen earlier. She recalled how a group of girls had tried to approach him, only for Jungkook to immediately leave, disappearing from sight.

Thinking about their brief encounter, Y/N couldn't shake off the mystery of the guy named Jungkook. It fueled her curiosity to uncover more about him.
Curiosity kills the cat-the slang y/n forgot.

Y/N lets out a deep sigh and flops onto her bed, her mind racing with thoughts. Suddenly, an idea strikes her, and she grabs her phone, quickly opening Instagram to search for Jungkook's profile.

After some searching, she finally finds his account and can't help but do a little victory dance in her mind before clicking on his profile. As his profile loads, her mouth practically drops open in surprise. Jungkook had around 50k followers, which didn't quite match his mysterious vibe and apparent disinterest in socializing.

But what really catches Y/N's attention is the number of people he follows: zero. She raises an eyebrow at this discovery,with confusion . Jungkook's profile mainly consisted of 10 photos of him with his bike, giving off a bit of a rebellious vibe. Is he some kind of biker?

Y/N's mind races with questions as she debates whether or not to follow him back. After all, what would his reaction be seeing her profile? While her own follower count wasn't as low as zero-it was around 20k-she couldn't help but wonder how he would react seeing her follow him.

Without overthinking it too much, Y/N decides to take the risk and taps the "follow" button before quickly shutting off her phone and tossing it away from herself. She clasps her hands together, silently praying to the gods . "oh the drama" she exclaims , a nervous smile dancing on her lips as she leans back on her bed . Deciding not to think much about it now she decided to drift off to sleep as she needs to break the law of gravity today evening.

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Someone sitting alone in a dimly lit room, their attention fixed on their phone. A notification sound catches their interest, causing a subtle smirk to appear on their face, as if they had expected this.

With deliberate movements, they tap on their phone before setting it aside to light a cigarette. As they take a deep puff and exhale, a chuckle escapes their lips, gradually turning into a chilling, almost unsettling laughter.

With a sense of satisfaction, they crush the cigarette underfoot before picking up their phone and leaving the room, leaving behind the sound of their unsettling laughter.

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Y/N was all geared up, waiting for Mingyu on her bike. She wore a black leather jacket, matching pants, and a sleek black helmet. Her long hair was tied in a low ponytail, peeking out from under her helmet. The city lights reflected off her helmet as she sat on her powerful bike, ready to go.

Suddenly, the sound of an approaching bike caught Y/N's attention. A shiny black bike stopped right beside her. The rider was dressed in all black, from the helmet down to the boots. Y/N looked up and down in amusement.

"Wow, Mingyu, you really built some muscles in one day!" she teased.

Without saying a word, the he extended a fist for a bump. Y/N smiled and bumped fists with him. Excited, she exclaimed, "Let's go!"

In a swift moment, both of them started their bikes. The engines roared to life, filling the air with their powerful sound. They revved their engines, and within seconds, they zoomed off, disappearing from their initial position in a blur of speed and excitement. The night felt alive with the sound of their bikes as they speed through the streets, leaving the sound roaring engines behind them.

Y/N increased her speed, overtaking Mingyu with a triumphant smile. But her victory was short-lived, as Mingyu quickly accelerated, leaving her behind. Y/N chuckled to herself and then matched his speed. Soon, they were riding side by side, their bikes roaring in unison.

After about 15 minutes, they stopped their bikes. Mingyu pulled out his phone and motioned for Y/N to come closer. She parked her bike right next to his, and Mingyu snapped a picture of them together.

Inside her helmet, Y/N grinned. "Ready for another round?" she asked.

Mingyu wrapped his arm around her waist and nodded. They both started their bikes again, engines roaring to life.

As they were riding, another bike suddenly appeared beside Y/N. She looked over, confused, but then the rider lifted their helmet visor. Y/N was shocked and slowed down, eventually stopping her bike. The other rider also stopped and removed their helmet.

"Who were you riding with, Y/N?" Mingyu asked with a frown. Y/N looked ahead, realizing the rider she had been with was now far ahead but still visible. He raised a hand to his helmet, making a goodbye gesture towards her.

Y/N quickly took off her helmet, feeling the cool wind hit her face. Her long hair, previously tied in a low ponytail, came loose and flowed in the breeze. She took a deep breath, realizing she hadn't been riding with Mingyu all this time but with someone else since Mingyu had just arrived.

"Y/N," Mingyu's loud voice snapped her out of her thoughts. "What's wrong? I've been calling you for a while now. Why aren't you listening?"

Y/N hesitated, "Um, well..."

Mingyu placed a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay. If you're not feeling well, we can go home." He patted her head gently.

Y/N forced a smile, "No, it's okay."

Mingyu sighed, "It's alright, Y/N. Let's head home. We can go for a bike ride another time."

Y/N took a deep breath and nodded. They both started their bikes and headed in the direction of their homes.

From a distance, someone was watching them, still seated on their bike with their helmet on. In a deep voice, they muttered, "I will always be the first to reach you."

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After coming home, Y/N feels quiet and withdrawn. During dinner, her parents try to ask her questions and talk to her, but she makes no effort to respond. After dinner, she goes to her room and changes into a comfortable outfit black loose pants, a black crop top. She puts on her glasses and ties her hair back with a scrunchie.

She then goes to sit on the large sofa on her balcony, thinking about everything that happened today.

She thought maybe it was just an admirer or perhaps she was just trying to distract herself from the scene earlier. Sighing, she picked up her phone and opened Instagram. Checking the notifications, she saw that someone had followed her, and to her shock, it was Jeon Jungkook. She took a moment to digest this because she was the only person he followed. She thought it might be normal since he had recently transferred and they were bench mates-nothing else, right?

She started scrolling through her feed but then a familiar picture caught her attention. She clicked on the post and saw it was the same photo taken by the mysterious person. The account name was "_TwistedPetals_". What shocked her more was the caption: "You can't escape the thorns."

Y/N began to feel this wasn't something she could ignore and she needed to be cautious. She clicked on the profile and saw it had 197 followers but was following 0 people. She decided she would think about this properly in the morning.

Y/N switched off her phone and went to bed, unaware that the next day was quietly planning a new terror for her.

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