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Taehyung almost crawls into his bedroom after the heavy dinner he had and also by the entire school thing that drained out his energy completely. He falls over his back with the phone in between his fingers and looks through the notifications he is flooded with.

A lot of friend requests.

But Tae was expecting a request from a specific person. And that specific person was Park Jimin himself. He rolls over his tummy swaying his legs back and forth in the air and goes through his feed. He bites his lower lip as he types different combinations of the name of the boy he is eager to find.

No results were found.

Tae furrows his brows and looks through other social media, clicking over hundreds of peoples profiles to check their mutuals.

Again, no results were found.

What intrigued Tae is that Jimin was a hidden kid both in school and on social media.

A person who is a walking rock that people barely make an effort to notice.

But Tae is different. He is a brainiac that loves to tackle puzzles. His instincts tell him to explore more about the kid. To find out who Park Jimin is? Oblivious of the consequences of revealing the true Park Jimin, Tae softly smiles to himself in satisfaction and drifts to sleep.

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Taehyung is dropped at school the next day. Let's correct it!

Taehyung is dumped in front of the school by his lovely brother an hour before school starts.

The reason is plain. His brother has an important meeting with the new clients from America that arrived early, leaving him no choice but to throw Tae at school; give him a squishy hug as an apology and rush towards his workplace.

Tae wants to cry so badly right now.

One, he hates the school as it is and

Two, he has to spend an extra hour in this boring school.

With a sigh, the boy walks over to his locker and lazily throws his bag into it and closes it with the back of his leg, almost kicking it in the process to make a loud sound reverberate through the empty halls.

That's when he realised how creepy the school is when you stand there all alone with only a hungry watchdog staring at you at the entrance.

He keeps soft footsteps towards the library.

To make it clear, Tae was a genius but also a scaredy-cat that gets frightened by his footsteps in an abandoned corridor which feels like someone is following him from the back.

An hour more for the school to start and Tae finds himself standing in front of the library out of all the exciting places in the school. He puts his 'sign' in the registry and walks over to his favourite section.

The psychology section.

To elaborate the boy loves reading crimes and mystery thrillers and also wishes to tackle one in real life.

If that's even possible!

Tae chuckles at his bizarre jokes and makes his way to pick a book from the tall dusty shelf. I mean think about it, who would read a crime story in a library of a school, when you don't have time to read the subjects. Yeah?

Once he picks out a novel to read. He sings his way towards the chair and almost jumps back but covers his mouth from screaming.

As discussed before, any moving thing that comes uninvited in front of Tae scares the shit out of him.

This was different. The creature wasn't even moving.

Almost sleeping.

Tae keeps silent steps towards the boy that lays there with his ass on the chair and his cheek pressed to the page of a book and his long-sleeved sweater hands enclosing his head in the form of a pillow.

Jimin!

At first, Tae thought that the boy is a nerd that came early to school to study and drifted to sleep in the process. But what proved otherwise was

His clothes.

It was the same sweater vest and the plain pants that he wore yesterday.

Did he sleep here? But why?

Tae shrugs his thoughts and makes his way towards the boy. He slowly drags a chair beside him and gently sits on it, laying his head over the table to face Jimin.

Black locks of hair, brushing his nose slightly and covering his forehead. The puffed-up cheeks with a cute little nose in between them. The rose dusted lips looked so full. The boy was beautiful.

He looked so pure. So angelic.

Tae subconsciously brings his hand towards the boys face removing the locks that were covering those alluring eyes that he encountered yesterday. That tickles his insides.

The same orbs that made his brain fuzzy.

Jimin instantly clicked his eyes open when he felt a hand over his forehead. He almost shrieks as he finds a face 'oh-so-close', smiling...weirdly at him.

Jimin's reflexes worked all too quick to kick a leg in the air and slip of the chair. He squirms in pain as his butt hit the floor and rubs it to relieve the pain.

Jimin perks an eyebrow and squints his eyes open at the male who stood there holding onto his tummy with soft giggles escaping his lips.

If it was someone else, Jimin's inner side would have shoved them against the wall and sliced their throat for laughing at him.

But, this new guy was....too new.

Jimin's eyes take a note of the unique shaping of his lips as he laughed. Oddly, his laughs did not have a mocking tone. The tone that grizzles Jimin's gut to rip the person before him. This guy was different.

Was it Taehyung? His name.

Jimin lets his head down with his soft locks of hair dancing their way to cover the sinful look that his eyes just made. His lips curl up to form a smirk that hides millions of devious thoughts behind them.

"You are my new target. Kim Taehyung!"