SECRETS

Chapter - 30

Y/n's Pov

Tomorrow loomed large as prom night approached, and I found myself in the midst of a crowd that included both friends and those who harbored a distinct lack of warmth towards me—Chanbin, Lee Know, Suga, J-Hope, Hyunjin, and the youngest ones. The flutter of excitement in my chest intensified as I contemplated revealing some significant news on the following day.

Suddenly, my phone came to life with an unknown number flashing on the screen. I answered, my heart racing, and there it was—a voice I recognized.

???: "Hello."

Y/n: "Yes?"

???: "It's Jisoo."

Y/n: "Oh, unnie! Whose number is this?"

Jisoo: "It's Namjoon's number. My phone died."

Y/n: "Alright, what do you need, unnie?"

Jisoo: "You see, in my room, there are some documents in the cupboard. Can you take a picture of them for me?"

Y/n: "Of course, unnie," I replied, my voice laced with curiosity.

After the call, I made my way to Jisoo's room. As I took the requested pictures, my mind raced with questions about what those documents might hold. She thanked me warmly, and I replied with a heartfelt "You're welcome" in our chat. Leaving her room, I placed my phone on the stand, and as I headed to the restroom, my emotions swirled like a whirlwind in the mansion.

The day was teeming with anticipation, and the buzz of excitement was palpable. Friends ventured out to shop for their prom dresses, while others were immersed in their own activities. I couldn't wait for tomorrow, not just to reveal my thrilling news but to share it with that one special person who held a special place in my heart.
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Jungkook's POV

My footsteps faltered as I passed by Jisoo unnie's room, and Y/n's phone lay on the stand, its screen unlocked. I couldn't resist the urge to investigate further. There, on the screen, was a photo of a document—a document unmistakably from Kim Industry. My heart raced, and anger surged within me as I scrutinized the recipient's number, ending with those ominous digits, 555. My eyes widened in disbelief, and my fury knew no bounds. Without a second thought, I rushed to find Suga hyung, my heart pounding in my chest. When I showed him the incriminating evidence, his expression mirrored my shock.

Suga: "So, she's the one sending our company's confidential information to our rivals."

JK: "That... Bitch"

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Y/n's POV

Upon my return to the room, panic struck when I couldn't locate my phone. My frantic search for it ended abruptly when Jungkook entered.

Y/n: "Did you see my phone? I left it here."

JK: "I didn't see it, but I got you some juice."

I accepted the glass with gratitude, but an unsettling feeling gnawed at my mind. Despite my reservations, I drank from it. Almost instantly, a disorienting dizziness swept over me, and my surroundings blurred. Panic gripped me as I realized the perilous situation I'd unwittingly walked into, and darkness swallowed my consciousness. Trusting Jungkook had led me to a deeply unsettling and dangerous predicament.

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Y/n's Perspective

As my eyes flickered open, I found myself in a dimly lit room, tied to a chair with ropes that allowed for some limited hand movement. A sense of dread washed over me as I realized the gravity of the situation. Just then, the group entered the room, Suga holding my phone in his hand.