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Today's lesson was going to be hell with how Jungkook felt so drained from yesterday.

He got a reality check, basically. He needed to get these feelings off of his chest or else they'd be bottled up for too long and explode. He's terrified of that.

There were so many ways to confess to Seokjin. If it ended in rejection, it would hurt more than... more than losing Seokjin as a friend like he had the first time. Seokjin would distance himself and they'd grow apart, even after everything they'd been through.

But the tiniest voice in Jungkook's head reminded him of the possibility of not being rejected at all. The chance was one in a million, but Jungkook had never been one to back down from a challenge like that.

Today.

Jungkook was going to tell Seokjin.

When his lesson finally ended, though, and as everyone was leaving class, Jungkook was shoved- like, hard. Shoved hard enough to where his laptop fell to the floor, and he was confused, of course, but also pissed.

He didn't pick up his laptop right away. He first turned to see what idiot had done that— and of course, it was the asshole who had been giving him hell for the past few weeks. He should've known.

"Sorry," the guy said with nothing other than pure amusement in his voice, "didn't see you there. Short little bunny shouldn't be in this class anyway. Sucks to suck."

The larger man walked straight for the door as Jungkook silently picked up his laptop and as if on cue, a loud groan came from outside the door.

A few people turned their heads and even Jungkook was curious as he walked out. But to see that guy shoved against the wall with his arm pushed up behind his back— to see Kim Seokjin with bright golden eyes and a harsh grip on the guy's arm was shocking to see.

Well, it was deserved, too.

But Seokjin's eyes were different and his sharp teeth had appeared as well, almost too vicious as he muttered something into the guy's ear.

"God, let go of my fucking arm! You'll break it- You fucking psycho!"

Jungkook couldn't hear what Seokjin was saying because even he was frozen in shock, not able to listen. The guy was in panic, trying to loosen himself from Seokjin's hold. He'd never seen Seokjin use his strength on anyone. He'd never seen Seokjin's wolf take over like this.

There was only one reason for this to be happening, as well. Why else would Seokjin be doing something like this, and to this guy?

Clear answer.

"Hyung," Jungkook tried to speak, but his voice was weak. He tried again. "Hyung, it's okay. Let him go."

It took a moment and another threat coming from Seokjin, but the wolf finally released the dummy, who Jungkook kind of thought deserved to be put in his place. Still, there was no need anymore.

The guy immediately ran off.

Seokjin's eyes hadn't faded color, but they were filled with concern as he scanned Jungkook. "You're okay, right? What the hell was that guy thinking? How long has he been doing shit like that to—"

"Hyung."

Seokjin frowned. His eyes slowly returned to their chocolatey-brown color, but the concern and worry remained. He was cute, even after what he had just done.

"You were going to break his arm like that." Seokjin hardly cared about that, coincidentally resting his hand on Jungkook's arm, where he had been shoved, and rubbing gently at that spot. "Hyung. You don't actually have to fight anyone for me."

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