Chapter 1 : School

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I sat on the bench as the cold chilly air parted my hair unevenly. Up on the rooftop I could just sit there and let my worries fly off with the wind. I sat there with my eyes closed and arms out.

"What are you doing up here?"

I turned around to see Jungkook staring at me. His big dark eyes twinkled. His light-brown-tinted hair wet from sweat. He was wearing sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt.

"What are you doing up here?"

He repeated the same words waiting for my answer. Why was he up here though? I could've sworn I was alone before.

"Were you up here? I didn't know... I'm sorry, I thought I was alone... I'm sorry for disturbing you..."

I stood up and bowed to him before starting to walk back in. I walked past him and he grabbed my wrist. I stopped and looked at his hand, then to his face. He looked at me and opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by my friend.

"Minhae-yah! Where are you?!"

"Ah, Jungkook-ssi, I need to go. Please let go," I said to him before he let go of my wrist. After he let go of me I ran downstairs to my friend.

"Jimin oppa was looking for you." She said casually.

"Oh? Jiminie? Wae?"

"Ai, nado mulla. geunyang..."

"Yeojin, where is he?"

"I think he's in the classroom. But be careful..."

I left my best friend and went to go find Jimin. I walked into classrooms trying to him but couldn't come across him. Why would he want me anyway? I walked into the last classroom and someone pulled me in gripping and coving my mouth. I tried screaming for help but it was impossible. Was I gonna die?

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2 hours later and I was still being held by the man. The person smelt of a strong clone. He was tall and had strong but small arms. Why was no one looking for me at this time? Was I really not that important? I started to get tired. I was standing in that one position of 2 Hours. How could this guy do this? I was dying.

"Minhae! WHERE ARE YOU?! IM ABOUT TO LEAVE!"

I heard Yeojin screaming out to me. Finally she was looking for me. I tried screaming for her but I remembered I was being held captive. I wanted to just hurt this person and show him who's boss. But I was nothing but a puny little stick. So even if I tried to do something it wouldn't work. The guy slowly moved his hand off and shushed me.

"Shh, don't make a sound."

His voice was husky. But it was so familiar. How did I know him? He took his hands off me and laughed. As soon as he released me I turned around and punched him.

"OWWW!" He screamed while blocking his nose.

"Wh-who are you?!" I screamed with my eyes closed.

"Why would you punch me?! Aish!!"

I opened my eyes and freaked out. His nose was bleeding.

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