My Yandere.

|Eight|

"Why do you want to go there?" A man who looked to be in his late 40s asked as he looked at the young man in sitting in front of him. Seeing the young man unresponsive, he repeated his question; "Why do you want to go there, son?"

The young man finally looked up and stared at his father with red, emotionless eyes. However, he had a happy expression on his face, "Because he is there, Father. My flower studies there. After so many years, I've finally found him."

The man's eyes widened a bit, "You can't still be living in that delusion of yours, are you?"

"What delusions are you talking about, Father?" The young man asked. "That Seungmin is your Chosen One." The young man stared at his father for a few seconds and chuckled, "But he is. He is my Chosen One."

The man sighed and rubbed his nose bridge, "He is not. Seungmin is not your Chosen One, son. If he was, you would have long gotten your emotion. Even now, when you have that happy look on your face, I know it's fake."

The young man's red eyes darkened, "He is, my, Chosen, One. I won't let anyone take him away from me. Not again. Not ever. Since the day he decided to befriend me, he had sealed his fate. He can only be mine." The young man said, face dead serious. "You can't stop me, and you know that."

The young man stood up from his seat and left his father's office room.

The young man walked to his room. Once he was inside, he locked the door. The young man walked to his left wall and pressed on a red button, and then the wall slid open to reveal a dark hallway. The young man turned on the light. When the dark room was illuminated, different sizes of knives were placed on both walls of the hallway. The deeper he walked into the hallway, the more weapons were found.

Finally, he entered a room, a room filled with Seungmin's photos. The young man walked to the largest frame of Seungmin. The latter was smiling in the photo and playing with a flower. The young man's emotionless, red eyes gazed at the man in the photo. Slowing the young man's eyes darkened, and he raised a hand to caress Seungmin's cheeks, "Soon, soon, I'll have you where I want. Soon, you'll be back where you belong. "

The man looked at the closed door of his office and sighed, "Your son has really taken after you." The man whispered as he closed his eyes. "I pray for that young man Seungmin. "

***

Seungmin stared at the boy in front of him, "Do I know you?" The boy chuckled and introduced himself, "Right, my bad. I'm Haruto. (A/N: It's Treasure! My loves.) Professor Min is asking for you." Seungmin nodded and thanked the boy, Haruto.

Seungmin was walking in the hallway when suddenly his wrist was clasped, and he was yanked into the embrace of another person. The puppy-like boy was ready to unleash the fighting moves he learned on YouTube against that person when he heard his voice, "Who was that boy, darling?" Realising that it was Jeongin, Seungmin raised his head to look at the younger. "That was Haruto."

Jeongin raised an eyebrow, "Why was he talking to you?" Seungmin internally rolled his eyes and answered, "He was just here to tell me that Professor Min was asking for me."

"Okay, let's go then." Jeongin smiled as he interlaced his fingers with Seungmin's. "Wait, what? Professor Min asked for me, not you." Jeongin chuckled, "So?" Seungmin just sighed. Jeongin huffed a chuckle at the other.

*knock knock*

Seumgmin knocked on the door and entered when he heard a "come in," Jeongin trailing behind him.

"Good morning, Professor Min, I heard you were asking for me." Seungmin said as he took a seat in front of Professor Min, Jeongin sitting beside him. The professor raised an eyebrow at the presence of Jeongin but did not say anything.