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The atmosphere in the library was a stark contrast to the vibrant energy that typically filled the university during break time. Ivy glanced around, noting the absence of her usual companions, particularly Sofia, who had been her partner in mischief.
Today, however, it was just her and Taehyung, the tension between them palpable in the air. Two weeks had passed since the incident when Ivy had warned taehyung to stay away from the other girls.
As Taehyung buried himself in his book, Ivy felt a surge of determination. She had spent too long being ignored, and today would be different.In past weeks she would annoy the hell out of him but she wondered what is this man is , ignores her like she is annoying the air between them but not him. He won't spoke a word but will glare at her with the look "you need to shut the fuck up" but her being her never get frightened of his scary glares instead she find that sight hot.
"Kim, look at me!" she called out, her voice bright and teasing, but he didn't even glance up. The sound of pages turning filled the silence, emphasizing his indifference. It frustrated her, but she was nothing if not persistent. With a playful pout, she plotted her next move.
Realizing she needed to take more drastic action, she snatched Taehyung's notes from the table, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. His head snapped up, eyes wide with disbelief. "Give that back" he barked, his voice a mixture of anger and incredulity. But she only laughed, her heart racing with the thrill of their playful banter. Instead of complying, she bolted from the library, her laughter trailing behind her like a song.
"Hey! Get back here!" Taehyung shouted, standing up abruptly, his book forgotten. He chased after her, his feet pounding against the floor as they navigated through the maze of hallways. Students looked on with amused expressions as the two of them raced down the corridor, their bickering echoing off the walls. She held the notes triumphantly behind her, a sparkle of mischief in her eyes.
"First, I want a hug!" she shouted back, her voice teasing, taunting. Taehyung's expression shifted from annoyance to disbelief. "Are you crazy or what?" he replied, trying to sound stern.
She was relentless, and that spark of challenge intrigued him more than he cared to admit.
They darted into a quieter corridor, the bustling noise of the cafeteria fading away. She felt a rush of adrenaline; this was her moment. She turned to face him, and in that instant, she was determined to close the distance. Just as she anticipated his next move, Taehyung lunged forward, grabbing her wrist with surprising strength and pulling her towards him.
"What's wrong with you?" he exclaimed, his tone a blend of frustration and confusion. She could see the annoyance etched on his face, but there was something else, too-an underlying warmth that made her heart flutter. She held the notes tightly behind her back, her smile wide and triumphant. "You're not getting these back until I get my hug!"
