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Subverse

Chapter 1

Jimin really hates his parents. No, like really. A brat training facility? Seriously? Out of all the messed up things they've ever done to him, this gets the cup. When they'd threatened him with it he'd laughed in their face. 'Surely they wouldn't do that to him right?'. Jokes on him though, they would.

Really, nothing was funny about being here. He'd heard horror stories about these kinds of facilities and yet parents continued to send their kids to them. Jimin doesn't understand why some people are so messed up, why they're obsessed with submissives and how they should behave.

Jimin doesn't really think that he needs to be here. In this horrid place that's gonna tell him that he's less than simply because he's a submissive. It's all they ever do in these type of places. He'd always hated it. Hated the horror stories. Never in his wildest dreams did he think that he'd be in one of the facilities too.

"Alright everyone gather around." Jimin turned to the booming voice that just spoke out and sighed, moving along to where everyone gathered in the large auditorium.

They'd been moved in here as soon as their parents dropped them off. Jimin didn't really expect such a large turnout but then again he didn't expect to be part of the turnout so maybe he's got dumb instincts. Or maybe he's just bitter about the whole thing that he can't let it go. How could he anyway, he's still here.

"Good afternoon." The greeting snapped Jimin out of his thoughts and he focused on speaker at the front of the auditorium, leaning slightly into the mic on the podium but still looking ahead.

A chorus of 'good afternoon' sounded back all around him and the podium man, scratch that, the tall, heavy built, podium man smiled at that and damn. Dimples. Such deep dimples.

They threw Jimin off a little bit. Certain physical characteristics were almost always associated with Submissives. Dimples being one of them, but this man was clearly a dominant. What with the way he towered over everyone around him and the way he seemed to have complete control of the room without even doing anything yet. Yep, definitely a dominant. Huh.

"My name is Kim Namjoon, the Founder and Director of this facility." The man said before pushing his glasses to sit properly on his face.

"Now, besides our staff, everyone in this auditorium has tested as a Submissive in their biological test. You've signed up, or you've been signed up for this facility because you need to learn more about your biology, how it affects you and those around you, and not only that, but you're here to grow into your submissiveness as well."

"Depending on your chosen program, you may be with us for a minimum of three months and a maximum of six months. I guarantee that in that time, our facility will offer you all the tools and guidance you need, and hopefully exceed your expectations. Welcome to Subverse Academy."

Jimin clapped his hands along with everyone else in the auditorium as soon as the director finished his speech. Truthfully speaking, he didn't think that he needed 'to grow into his submissiveness,' let alone in a facility that is so clearly run by dominants, but whatever. He doesn't have power here. He doesn't have power in a lot of places.

Jimin sat through various more speeches from the few other staff members present in the auditorium and he felt exhausted. So exhausted in fact, that when they were split into smaller groups and told to follow their assigned groups' staff member in order to get assigned their rooms, he nearly screamed in happiness.

Finally! Not that he wanted to be here, but he'd rather take time to rest. He'd been up since early in the morning and he'd tossed and turned last night, the news,"ambush", his mind whispered, of his admittance into Subverse Academy keeping him up. If he was gonna be kept here, like a prisoner, then he needed his beauty sleep. He deserved it.

" If you have anything that you find unsatisfactory with your rooms please let me know. There should be a pamphlet on top of your bed showing you a list of everything that you need in your room, check the contents of your room and reach out only if something is missing. If there is something missing from your rooms, make sure you reach out within three hours of getting inside your room. Is that clear?"

Jimin chorused back a yes just like all the other ten people there even though he didn't want to. Really, the lady speaking to them seemed to think they were kids or something. 'Are we clear?' , as if they're in a fucking classroom or something. He was just over this whole facility. Has been since way before he'd even come here.

"Okay great! I'm going to call out a list of names coupled with your room number and I'll give you a set of keys for your rooms each, I'll only call your name once so pay attention!"

Jimin nearly scoffed at that. Pay attention? There's literally only ten of them in their split group. Who on earth would miss their name being called in such a small group? Especially with that loud ass voice shouting it out? What a joke.

"Park Jimin, room B13."

Jimin immediately moved to get the key to his assigned roomand purposely forgot to bow to the irritating voice lady before rushing to find his room. Luckily they were in the proper floor already and all he had to do was go a little further along and he found it, wasting no time in getting inside and throwing himself flatly onto the bed before groaning and turning on his side and promptly falling asleep.

Pamphlet be damned.