White Lies | VMIN (Book One)

CHAPTER ONE

"Taehyung are you going to school today?" Kim Taehyung's father Mr. Kim Taeho asked before taehyung pass through him. He is a tall, fair skinned and a good looking man, you can't deny the genes running through him and his son's. Despite of his age, women would still line up just to have a glimpse of Mr. Kim's manly features. It is a nice saturday morning, Mr. Kim was just having his first sip of coffee with a newspaper in hand when he saw his son, taehyung, passing by the dining table. "It's weekend son I assume you could spare me some of your time and come visit the company?"

"Why dad? I thought you don't have to come to office today since it's weekends after all." Taehyung said after he threw his phone on his back pocket. "Besides I have to attend my basketball practice or else my coach will kick me out of the team."

Mr. Kim thought that it would be the best time to teach taehyung how to manage their company. Of course he should know how to run a business since he is the only son which means he will inherit all of his father's wealth including all of his businesses. Taehyung is only 21 years old and he will graduate college within one year from now with the course he doesn't even like. He is just like any other adult who loves to party and date not so many girls, but, even though he's living his life at the fullest taehyung still manage to top his class.

"Dad?" Without hearing any response from the said man, taehyung called for the second time, "Dad!?" Still no response. Taehyung called his father several times wishing he could knock some sense to him. Wondering what his father is thinking, taehyung ask a question but Mr. Kim isn't paying attention to his son for quite a while now. "Hmmp! Dad! Hey! Heaven to dad, gosh." And with a snap of a hand just in front of his face he came back to reality.

It took Mr. Kim seconds before he realized what happened. "Yes?" He replied to his son.

Taehyung sat in the chair not too far from his father for the sake of their conversation. "Why are you spacing out? Does something happened?" He asked worriedly, the older man shrug his head as an answer. "So, why do you want us to go to the company?" He asked again for the nth time.

"You will know once we get there" Mr. Kim said then folded the newspaper he was reading back to its original form then placed it in the table beside of his now cold coffee. He stood up as a sign that he's done with his morning routine, "Go and get ready son. I'll be waiting inside the car".

Taehyung is confuse yet he obey his father. He change his clothes to a simple white shirt and black fitted jeans along with his black gucci coat, he paired it with his converse shoes. After doing a great job with his attire he brush his straight brownish hair back to atleast look decent, he goes straight to the mirror to examine himself and put on a lip balm as the finishing touch. "Looking good as always huh?", then turn to leave the room.

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Jungkook is waiting for taehyung at their school basketball court, the practice will start soon but taehyung is no where to be seen. "Coach, can i have a quick call? Taehyung is not here yet, maybe he's still sleeping?" After receiving a nod from their coach jungkook rush to get his phone inside his bag.

Jungkook is about to call his dear friend when he saw a boy running towards him while carrying a paper bag full of foods. The initial purpose of the excuse was to call taehyung but jungkook was too faze as if it's the first time he's seeing such beautiful man, the way his eyes wander to find his destination, the way he walk and even the way his hair move because of the wind fascinates jungkook. His mind were too preoccupied by the said boy that he forgot about the call. Jungkook stare at the back of the running boy that had passed through him.

He has this cute blonde hair that goes well with his fair skin, jungkook chuckled with the thought of his cute height. The boy is wearing black shirt. "Jajang Resto" Jungkook read out loud the words that was written on the back of the delivery boy's shirt, "He must be working there".