In a world scattered with secret teenagers possessing supernatural powers, Park Yuri and Kim Taehyung have been enemies for as long as they can remember, being trapped in the mutuality of Yuri's older brother Jimin, who has also been Taehyung's best...
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That morning, Taehyung rolled out of bed like he always did; did the same routine he always had in the mornings before breakfast and classes, however, he couldn't help but realize this morning was oddly different. Perhaps it was the sunny sky illuminating into his dorm room window, giving him that sense of warmth. Or maybe it was the newly found comfort he found in his new winter uniform—though it didn't snow in the supernatural world; just got chilly—he had been provided from the school as he adjusted his tie.
But Taehyung knew it wasn't any of that as he sighed to himself, standing at the center of his bedroom as his hands lingered on his green tie—signifying the mark of him being a second year. He stared out the window of his dorm room, watching birds fly in the distance and over the horizon of forest trees behind the west wing. He didn't even notice the tiny smile creeping up on his face from being so very content in this moment.
Why was this morning so happy for him? Something he rarely felt? It was clear to him the reason.
It was her.
He never expected he'd be here, staring into nothingness as his mind spun with thoughts of the fire bearing girl. Ever since last night, perhaps it was an eye opener for him. Perhaps he began to grasp the importance of just how happy her presence made him feel. So much so, he wanted at nothing but to spend every undying second with her.
Gosh, he hated it all while loving it at the same time. Hated it because he never would have pegged himself to be so vulnerable at the hands of this girl; or any girl for that matter. It made him annoyed, because he felt like he was slowly losing himself. But he loved it because he was willing to lose himself if it meant he could find something new within this experience.
This so called experience, was something scary for him despite him wanting it so much. It felt selfish because a part of him was still unsure if he even deserved Yuri. If he deserved to kiss her, to hold her hand, to like her this much.
Not only has he known her his whole life, but he's been nothing but mean to her for the fifteen years of it. Memories of when he'd finish his afternoon jog with Jimin, sweating and panting as they enter through the back door of their house, they'd pass by the kitchen to grab water and see Yuri sitting at the dining table as she studied—which is all she ever really did. He'd make fun of her to an extent knowing all well Jimin was there, but had he not been, Taehyung would've bullied her a lot more severely. Gosh, he felt like a dick looking back at it.
Perhaps it was the fact that their powers opposed each other, or maybe it was because she hated him so much that fueled his anger. He doesn't know, but all he knows is, he can't find it in himself to feel that way about her anymore; to completely loath her.
Kissing her proved just a smidge of his new found attraction toward her. It was such a foreign feeling, and he couldn't believe he did that. He also couldn't believe in the hand holding, the blushing, the calling her cute. It was all so... different.
