✓ ! ONESHOT SERIES ! Falling in love only takes a moment...
This is a Seventeen oneshot series with one chapter for every member from feminine-coded OCs' perspectives (with limited personal details to be all inclusive).
Started: 6/19/23 Ended:...
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As soon as the metal door of my HQ slid shut behind me, I threw my cloak off and stormed down the hallway to the heart of the building.
One of my hapless attendants hurried to grab my discarded cloak and hurried after me. "Sar! What happened?"
"Not now, Jinah," I snapped. "Where's Mei?"
"I think she's in her office-"
"Great." I took a left so sharp that Jinah stumbled to keep up with me. "Jinah, get my cloak cleaned. There's black mamba venom on it, so don't touch the black stains."
Jinah's face went white. "But, Sar, the fabric is black!"
"Then hold it carefully, you moron. It won't kill you... immediately."
"Ah, okay." Sounding defeated, Jinah turned around, leaving me alone as I opened the door to Mei's office.
Mei, a petite, purple-haired girl with a bubblegum addiction spun around in her wheelchair to face me. After a quick up-and-down, her face screwed up in disgust. "What happened, Sar? You look horrible."
"Let's not talk about what happened but what didn't happen, Mei," I snarled. "Our flame thrower didn't so much as make a dent in DK's stronghold. I thought we tested it on every material that ever existed."
"Oh, Taeeun," Mei replied, using my real name this time. She blew a pink bubble and then sucked it in back in. "Calm down. You know that DK is government funded. Surely, there's some classified material that no one else has."
"Look at this scratch!" I pointed to my face, where a large, venomous looking green scar was blossoming. "Black mamba venom! On my freaking face!"
Mei turned back around in her wheelchair to see her computer. "Look, at least we know what we have to do next. I'll send someone to grab a sample from the wall."
I threw myself on Mei's fuzzy green couch. "You're the best, Mei," I replied, weakly.
"By the way, you got an email from someone... new." Mei sounded like she was suppressing a giggle.
"What do you mean? From who?"
"Someone named seokmindajellybean@gmail.com."
For a minute, I didn't understand. "What the absolute fuck? Why didn't you delete it?"
"Because he claims to know you." Mei winked at me. "It was sent to your personal email, which I should remind you is called mintchoco4cats."
"I will have you beheaded if you remind me of my middle school email again," I threatened as I pulled a chair to Mei's desk so she could show me.
When Mei pulled up my gmail, a pink light saturated the room. Everything was as I'd left it before I'd switched to a different email for college: candy background, pink haired anime girl profile pic, a massive amount of UWUs and lols in the email snippets that you could read.
