The sound of fists slamming into metal echoed through the hallway like thunder.
Bang!
The force of Jungkook's punch sent Chris's head snapping back, blood splattering from his nose.
Another punch followed, and another, each one growing more vicious.
Locker doors rattled violently as Jungkook's knuckles occasionally missed Chris and slammed into the hard steel, leaving dents in the metal and blood on his own hands.
The students had formed a wide circle around them, some gasping in horror while others held up their phones, capturing every brutal second of the fight.
Namjoon, Yoongi and Hoseok stood nearby, silent but tense. They knew better than to intervene. Jungkook, when he was this angry, was unstoppable.
Hoseok's jaw was tight, and Yoongi's usually calm demeanor was replaced with unease as they watched their friend lose control.
Chris coughed, spitting blood onto the floor as he glared up at Jungkook, still defiant despite the onslaught.
"You're fucking insane, Jeon!" Chris growled, trying to wipe his face clean of the blood pouring from his busted nose.
But Jungkook's eyes were blazing, his voice shaking with fury as he threw another punch.
"How dare you talk about Taehyung like that?! You piece of shit!"
Bang!
Another brutal hit landed on Chris's jaw, making his head snap sideways. Jungkook's hand, now bloodied from missing and hitting the lockers, ached, but he didn't care.
"How fucking dare you!" Jungkook roared again, and as his fist flew forward for yet another blow, the locker shuddered under the impact of his missed punches, adding to the cacophony of chaos.
The crowd around them grew, whispers mixed with gasps. Some students looked away, unable to handle the brutality, while others were glued to the scene, eyes wide with a mix of horror and fascination.
No one dared step in. They knew better than to try and stop Jeon Jungkook when he was like this.
As the brutal sounds of fists meeting flesh echoed through the air, Taehyung and Jimin happened to pass by.
Seeing the chaos erupting in the middle of the hallway, they exchanged alarmed glances before pushing their way through the growing crowd, desperate to see what was happening.
"What the hell is going on?" Jimin muttered, eyes widening as he caught sight of the scene before him.
But Taehyung froze in place, his breath catching in his throat. His eyes locked onto Jungkook, who was in a full-blown rage, his fists pummeling Chris without mercy.
Chris's face was a mess-bloodied, swollen, and nearly unrecognizable -but Jungkook's anger showed no sign of relenting. He swung again and again, eyes dark and wild, like he was possessed.
And even if we're more than friends what are you gonna do about it?
You'll fucking see
Taehyung's heart pounded in his chest, and anger flared hot inside him. His mind raced back to last night-the date with Chris-and everything clicked in an instant.
This is because of that, he thought furiously, feeling the heat rise to his face. Jungkook's doing this because I went out with chris.
His hands clenched into fists at his sides, frustration and confusion mixing in his eyes as he watched Jungkook's relentless assault.
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Truth Or Love || Taekook
Romance"Watch your back, sweetheart," Jungkook growled, his voice lower, more dangerous now. "You and I... we're not done." Taehyung glanced down at the hand on his arm, then met Jungkook's eyes with a cool, unimpressed look. "I'd say we were never really...
