Chapter 8: Her Royal Guard

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Chae POV

I woke up to the sound of my alarm ringing. I groaned as I stood up and turned off the alarm.

Something seems wrong. I looked around my room. No dahyun unnie. I rarely wake up to the sound of my alarm. It's always to her body. That sounds weird when I put it like that. I chuckle to myself as I stood up.

Where is she? Maybe she hasn't woken up yet. I went out of my room still in my pajamas as I made my way towards her room.

"Dubu unnie~" I opened her door slowly. She wasn't there. The room was lit and her bed was made. she's nowhere to be found.

Did she leave without me? She never leaves without me. I whined to myself as I went back to get ready for school.

I went out of our apartment to see both my cars still parked in their place. I own more than two but I brought the two most normal looking ones here for me and dahyun unnie. The others are at the mansion.

"She didn't even take the car." I talked to myself while patting the midnight blue BMW 435i that dahyun unnie normally use.

"Is she mad at me for some reason?" I asked myself. "But I don't remember doing anything wrong." I took out my phone.

I unlocked my phone and called dahyun unnie but no avail. Her phone was turned off. I'll just look for her at school then, I thought as I got in my black Porsche Panamera and drove to school.

I arrived at school a few minutes later. There were a couple of students out in the parking space looking at my direction as I was parking the car.

Fanboys and girls I guess. I didn't give much attention to them. I got out of the car and walked in hoping to find my friends before the first class.

As i was walking through the hallway a guy with slightly curled black hair stepped in front of me blocking my path. There were a few students in the hallway either walking to their classes or chit chatting.

I looked up at the stranger. I'm sure this isn't someone I've met or talked to before.

"Hey gorgeous." He said putting his right hand on the wall and leaning down a little to match my height.

"Hi? Umm... do I know you?" I asked confused. This is the first time a random stranger came up to me and started talking to me like this.

"No but I bet you'd like to." He said with a smile that's somewhat charismatic and annoying at the same time.

"My name is yugyeom btw. I'm a part of GOT7."

I've heard of them. They're like the bad boys of the school. They've gotten into a lot of conflict with Bangtan (BTS) over time. It's the talk of the school most days. A large portion of BTS being part of the student council and them being, well, a bunch of delinquents I guess I shouldn't be surprised at that.

The popular kids usually band into groups and GOT7 and Bangtan are like the top when it comes to boys. There are girl groups as well like BlackPink, Red Velvet and Twice which are us. Well I was kind of dragged into the group since my nayeon unnie was part of them and tzuyu as well.



Third Person POV

"Okay? I'm chaeyoung. Is there something I can help you with?" Chaeyoung asks him being her polite and clueless self.

"Well how'd you like to be my girlfriend? I'll treat you real good. Besides we're both from popular groups right? So why not hook up with each other?" He said leaning in closer to her face. She got startled by the advance and took a step backwards.

"U-umm no thank you. I'm not l-looking for a relationship at the moment." She told him as she looked down. She has never had time for relationships and dating so this sudden situation has made her nervous.

"I'll be going then. I'm late for class." She said as she tried to quickly walk past him.

Before she could escape he grabbed her hand. So tightly that it made chaeyoung wince in pain.

"Let me go." She said looking back at him. He pulled her by the arm and pushed her againsts the wall.

"Listen here babygirl. You don't just reject someone like me and walk away." He said with malice as he caressed one finger slowly down the side of her face.

"Let. Me. Go." She said taking pauses as she was trying to break free from his hold.

"Only after I make you mine." He said as he started leaning in towards her face. Chaeyoung's eyes widen as she realised what was about to happen.

His lips were an inch away from touching hers when. "Ouch. What the fuck?" He said half screaming. Chaeyoung opened her eyes to see him caressing his head with his hand and a huge Math book lying on the ground.

Chaeyoung looked to the side of the hallway to see tzuyu with her face red from anger. She strutted her way to the now empty hallway with a scary expression on her face.

She immediately held yugyeom's wrist which was pinning chaeyoung to the wall. She squeezed it with all her might.

He tried to act tough but chaeng saw his face contort with pain from tzuyu's hold.

He looked back to chaeyoung giving her that cocky smile. "We'll meet again soon princess, but without your royal guard." He whispered as he let go of her.

Chaeyoung finally started breathing. She didn't realise she was holding her breath but she was. He walked away leaving tzuyu and a pretty shaken up chaeyoung behind.

"You okay?" Tzuyu said concerned as she stepped closer and helped chaeng unwrinkle her shirt.

"Yeah, I am now. Thanks a lot tzu." Chaeng said giving tzuyu a smile to assure her.

That's when she noticed chaeng's hand. She held her hand pulling it up to look at it.

"We should have this checked by the nurse." She said looking at the very visible hand print on her arm.

Chaeyoung was flustered by her usually unbothered and cold friend but she smiled at her kindness nonetheless.

"It's fine tzuyu, it's just a bruise. Besides we're getting late for class. I can just get checked up after." Chaeyoung said showing her dimpled smile as she bent down to pick up tzuyu's math book.

"So you've got math too?" She said with a giggle remembering how tzuyu just hit that yugyeom guy square on the head with that heavy thing.

"Yep let's go." Tzuyu said as she started walking towards her class not even looking back to see if the other was following.

"Heyy wait for mee!" Chaeng called as she picked up her bag that was discarded and the floor and started running towards her bestfriend.

They headed together towards their first class of the day.

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