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Yoongi is a ruthless Mafia who disguise himself as a college student in his college (his college means he's the fucking owner of the college) for an underground mission, where he meets a sw...
Jimin woke up at his usual time, stretching lazily as the soft rays of morning sunlight filtered into his room. He went through his morning routine, showering, brushing, and grabbing a light breakfast,before heading to the library for some self-study. It was a peaceful way to start his day, immersing himself in books and notes.
Meanwhile, Yoongi's morning was far from peaceful. As usual, he woke up on time, his routine meticulous and efficient. After getting ready, he sat at his desk, pulling out his phone to check in on his mafia activities. His sharp gaze scanned through reports, messages, and updates, ensuring everything was in order. A conference call with his trusted group members followed, where they discussed the finer details of an important meeting with Mr. Byun scheduled for later in the day.
Once everything was set, Yoongi shifted gears and got ready for his classes.
That day marked a subtle shift in their dynamic. Yoongi and Jimin started sitting together in class, their presence drawing attention from their peers. It wasn't long before whispers spread, and many students began to feel a pang of jealousy-especially one in particular.
Lia.
She had been obsessed with Yoongi since their first year. With her confident, flirtatious demeanor, she believed no one could resist her charms. But Yoongi? He didn't even spare her a glance. She had confessed her feelings multiple times, only to be coldly rejected each time. Yet, her obsession only grew stronger.
Now, seeing Yoongi and Jimin together lit a fire of envy inside her. How could someone like Jimin, quiet and unassuming, capture Yoongi's attention? Lia couldn't stand it.
Her jealousy boiled over, and soon enough, she began scheming with her group of equally petty friends. They huddled together in whispers, plotting ways to drive a wedge between Jimin and her Yoongi.
And
As for the kiss...
Both Jimin and Yoongi wanted to address it. The memory lingered between them, a silent tension that neither could shake. But at the same time, both boys hesitated.
Yoongi didn't want to drag Jimin into his dangerous, chaotic life. His mafia world was no place for someone as pure and kind as Jimin. On the other hand, Jimin didn't want to burden Yoongi with his own insecurities and fears.
So, they silently agreed to let it be, for now.
They would go with the flow, allowing the current of their unspoken feelings to guide them, even if the path ahead remained uncertain.
TIME SKIP:- at the headquarters
The room was thick with tension, the air almost crackling under the weight of unspoken words.
Yoongi, or Suga as he was known in the underworld, leaned back in his chair with an air of calculated calm. His dark eyes scanned Mr. Byun and his entourage as if sizing them up for the hundredth time. The rest of the group members, each exuding their own brand of quiet menace, remained still, their presence alone enough to unsettle most.
When Mr. Byun entered, flanked by armed guards, the atmosphere shifted subtly. It wasn't fear; it was the quiet understanding that both sides were treading a razor-thin line. Mr. Byun's sharp gaze darted across the room before settling on Suga.
After the customary handshake and stiff pleasantries, they all sat down.
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