HYPERSEXTENSION

└TWENTY-SIX┘

"Pure-blooded alpha." Keyboard Smash broke in.

Some students let out gasps and then looked over Namjoon, whose expression was blank and tight-lipped.

The principal sighed. "No, we aren't saying that the killer is Namjoon but most likely to be a pure-blood." He sighed, crossing his arms together against his chest.

"W-why would someone kill him?" Jungkook let out, eyes wide and cheeks puffed.

The principal shook his head. "No idea. Did he have some enemies? Or people who were after his life?" He continued.

Jungkook shook his head. "I-I don't know- I was in boarding school since back in h-high school, so I don't know much about his life-"

"-But there are only three pure-bloods exist in this generation! And one of them is Namjoon- if the killer is a pure-blood, then who else could it be aside from Namjoon?" Hoseok spat, clearly remembering the research he had done about pure-bloods weeks ago.

Now don't get him wrong, he was just trying to think logically and that's it. He wished the criminal wasn't actually Namjoon because or else that would be just... very sick and twisted.

"Well, it could be possible that those other two pure-bloods were the murderers as well then? We have no evidence, Hoseok, we can't claim anything now then." Keyboard Smash snapped, tapping his foot on the wooden floor. "Therefore, the festival is still going on outside, we can't let you guys be bothered by it. Focus on the match, the police are coming, right? We will do something soon then." He said and then looked over Jungkook. "If he wants, he isn't obligated to participate for the rest of the events."

"But this is supposed to be the best university in Asia, with high security! How come anyone arrives here and kill someone?! Where is the fucking safety now and what's the guarantee we won't be in a similar situation?!" Jimin shouted, raging in fear and anger.

"Don't be a pussy, Jimin. We are here to learn how to use our traits and control our ranks. If some villain really is here, we can just go and defeat them, instead of running away like some useless losers." Taehyung snapped, standing up. The other boys looked back at him. "Entire Asia is watching us today, we can't let something like this distract us. There are hundreds of people dying every day, what's the fuss about witnessing a death then?" Taehyung spat, looking down at the six boys.

"H-he was my dad..." Jungkook stammered, and then sniffed a little, holding his cries.

Taehyung creased an eyebrow. "And?" He asked, not even caring there were students and teachers listening to them. "A person actually dies when their insides are dead. And your father- well, he actually doesn't deserve to be called by it- that dead body right there used to be a rapist and a manipulative asshole. Do you really think he was worth anything? Or was actually living? I don't think so. His humanity died years ago, while his body departed today. If you want to cry over him, then cry how he killed his morals, his ethical, his tasks, his responsibility as a father, and everything just to satisfy his dick." Taehyung snarled and then walked away from there, back to the field.

A few minutes had passed.

Taehyung let out a deep breath as he stood into the field, he smiled a little when he saw the others standing beside him as well and looked at Mira, who started her speech once again.

"Before we begin with our second contest, let me inform you guys that the winner of the first game, Kim Taehyung, is worth 10 million points!" Mira chimed, eyes big. Taehyung felt the whole crowd was staring at him right now. Well, fuck- "Yes! You heard it right. 10 goddamn million points!" Mira proceeded. "So! Our next round is a cavalry battle- a well-known game in Japan usually played in annual sport events. And I hope you guys know how it's played."