Heartless Bully Doll || 🔞 || Kth x reader ||

chapter 8

Lia: "That's boy who is wearing a black jacket that's Taehyung he is the one you need to slap," her voice dripping with malice.

YN's eyes locked onto Taehyung, taking in his sharp jawline, piercing gaze, and chiseled features radiant an aura of danger. Yn's fragile heart skipped a beat. Fear crept up her spine. After seeing his dark personality. Yn's version blurred, her eyes welled up with tears.
She took a step back, her body instinctively retreating.

Lia's grip on her arm tightened holding her in place.

Lia: *whispered* "Go" her voice cold and calculating.
Yn: *trembled voice* "I-I can't " her voice is barely audible.

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Lia's face darkened, her eyes blazing with anger.

Lia: "What did you just say?" Lia's voice was low and menacing. "You can't?"

YN cowered, her eyes welling up with tears.

Yn: pl-please don't, I-I'm scared.

Lia: scared of what, ohh it's just about a slap.
Lia's grip on YN's arm tightened, her nails digging deeper.

YN: "P-please, Lia, don't hurt me," YN begged.

Lia's expression twisted in rage.

Lia: "You think I'm hurting you now? Wait until you see what I'll do if you don't slap Taehyung!"

YN's trembling scaredly after hearing this, her feet felt rooted to the ground as she stared across the cafeteria with her teary doe eyes.
Taehyung's commanding presence was impossible to ignore. He sat at the center of a group of boys, his expression calm yet intimidating. Every laugh and smirk from his friends seemed to echo louder than the bustling chatter around them.

Her fragile heart pounded in her chest, and her hands clutched the hem of her skirt nervously. She turned to Lia, her tear-streaked face pleading silently for mercy.

Yn: "I-I can't... Please, don't make me do this," she stammered, her voice cracking.

Lia's lips curled into a cruel smile, her eyes gleaming with sadistic delight. She leaned closer, her voice low and sharp.

Lia: "Oh, but you can. Unless you want to say goodbye to your little necklace forever."

YN's grip on her skirt tightened as the words hit her like a hammer. She couldn't lose the pendant-it was the only thing connecting her to her parents. Her innocent mind struggled to comprehend why Lia was being so cruel, but she had no choice. She had to protect her one precious keepsake.

Yn: "O-okay... I'll do it. Just... just don't take my pendant away." Her voice is cracking.

Lia: *smirked victoriously,* "Good choice, chubby. Don't disappoint me."