Chapter - 12

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A CONFESSION

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Sweat dripping down his toned torso, shirtless Jungkook walked towards his locker. He wore a loose black slack with tied-back hair. A sword belt tied around his waist as he just finished his daily sword training.

Two weeks have passed since his encounter with the vampire. And since that day, he's been constantly thinking about one question.

How to get an enchanted weapon?

*Sigh*

He heaved out a long breath, throwing that question at the back of his mind for now.

He was about to open his locker but he noticed a small note pasted on it. He squinted his eyes as he took the note between his fingers.

"Meet me at the rooftop of barracks-A after you are done with your training." It read. A question mark made its way on his face. He furrowed, wondering about who it could be.

Caring less about being shirtless and a sword hanging around his waist, he made his way straight to the written location.

[JUNGKOOK'S POV]

As I opened the door of the rooftop I was welcomed by the exquisite view of setting sun. I also noticed a girl standing near the edge, back facing me, probably admiring the red and orange hues of dusk.

I cleared my throat to grab her attention. She turned and looked at me.
She seemed someone around my age but I didn't saw her here before. Maybe she is one of those cadets transferred here from Japan.

"Are you the one who wrote this?" I asked as I lifted the note.

"Yes." She replied almost immediately. I tilted my head when I caught her staring at my upper body.

Oh please don't look at me like that.... I'm shy.

As if she could read my mind, she shifted her gaze to the floor and walked towards me with her hands behind her back, slowly covering the distance between us.

"Jungkook, please accept this." She blushed as she brought her hands in front of me, holding a letter.

I took the letter from her before asking, "What is it?"

Her cheeks and ears became redder than before and without saying anything she sprinted towards the door, leaving my confused self there, alone.

I again looked at the letter before turning its other side. Blood rushed to my cheeks when I saw a small heart drawn on it with a name written in the corner.

Yang Ji-Hye. I suppose it's her name.

"WHOA!" I heard someone's voice along with a whistle.

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