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Jimin wasn't sure what had happened, but as soon as he entered the classroom, a cold bucket of water splashed over his head, soaking his clothes. His upper inner garment became visible, and he quickly placed his hands over his chest, trying to cover himself as the whole classroom erupted in laughter.

Tears welled up in Jimin's eyes as he scanned the room and found the culprit Taehyung, who was laughing loudly and clutching his stomach.

"Jimin, are you okay?"

Yoongi asked, quickly offering his jacket to Jimin.

"Thank you."

Jimin said accepting the jacket gratefully, putting it on to cover himself before marching over to Taehyung.

"How dare you?"

Jimin said, his voice trembling with anger. He raised his hand, about to slap Taehyung, but the latter immediately grabbed his wrist. His wrist is so soft... Taehyung thought, but he shook it off immediately.

"What did I do?"

Taehyung asked innocently, playing the part of a saint.

"Don't act like you didn't do this to get back at me."

Jimin said, his eyes narrowing in anger.

"I didn't and if I did, do you have any evidence?"

Taehyung asked, smirking widely and raising his burrows at Jimin.

Jimin's jaw clenched. He didn’t have any proof, and they both knew it.

"Besides, who else would pull something like that?"

Jimin asked, his voice thick with frustration and he badly wants to hit Taehyung, despite the fact that he hates violence.

"Oh, really? Then go ahead and punish me, Jimin. But make sure you have solid proof first."

Taehyung said, crossing his arms, leaning back slightly.

Jimin’s jaw clenched, hand forming a fist. Without evidence, he knew he couldn't do anything.

"Just wait, Taehyung. I won’t let this slide."

Jimin said, glaring at him before walking out of the room, humiliated by the whole ordeal.

"Come on, Jimin. I have some spare clothes you can borrow."

Yoongi said softly, but Jimin shook his head.

"Thanks, Yoongi, but I’ve got my own clothes in my locker."

Jimin said, smiling at his friend before heading toward the lockers. Yoongi watched him go feeling intense anger toward Taehyung.

Back in the classroom, Taehyung smirked as he returned to his seat. But when he saw Wooshik watching the video of Jimin getting drenched, his expression darkened. He quickly snatched the phone from Wooshik’s hand.

"Who else has Jimin's video?"

Taehyung ask, his voice low and menacing. Several hands immediately shot up in the air.

"Delete it. Now. If I ever find out you’ve shared or saved this video, I won’t hesitate to expel you all."

Taehyung said, his eyes scanning the room. He forwarded the video to his phone before deleting it from Wooshik. One by one, all the students deleted the video in fear of Taehyung's threat.

"Why?"

Seojoon asked, confused at his friend's behaviour and Taehyung glared at him.

"Shut up."

He said, pulling out his phone again and watching the video in silence. His finger traced Jimin’s wet yet beautiful face on the screen, and a slow smile spread across his lips.

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