TWENTY NINE

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Looking into the mirror, I adjusted the strands of my hair that were falling loosely over my face

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Looking into the mirror, I adjusted the strands of my hair that were falling loosely over my face. A satisfied smile crept onto my lips as I murmured to my reflection,

"Perfect."

My voice echoed in the quiet room, and for a fleeting moment, my heart raced at the thought of Taehyung. It had almost been a year since we started this strange, intoxicating relationship.

But soon, that smile faded. A heavy sigh escaped me as I whispered to myself, "In just a few months, it'll be over..." The thought of not seeing his handsome face every day, not having someone to annoy, someone to tease until his calm exterior crumbled-that thought crushed me.

My lips quirked up into a grin at the memory of his exasperated face from just a few weeks ago. Oh, how he struggled to keep his composure! But, of course, he always found his way to punish me in his peculiar style.

A Few Weeks Ago

"Taehyung!" I called out as I barged into the library where few students were also present. He didn't look up from the book he was reading, but I noticed the subtle clench of his jaw. Ignoring his obvious attempt to avoid me, I plopped onto his desk, making sure to knock over a pile of neatly stacked papers.

He sighed, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose. "Ivy, I'm working."

"So?" I tilted my head, a mischievous grin spreading across my face. "You always work. Don't you think you deserve a break? Like, oh, I don't know, spending time with your favorite person in the world?"

His gaze finally met mine, dark and piercing. "Ivy, if you don't leave in the next five seconds-"

"Five seconds? That's all I get?!" I cut him off, feigning hurt. "You're so cruel, Tae. How could you-"

Before I could finish my sentence, he stood up, his towering frame suddenly feeling menacing. My heart skipped a beat as he grabbed my wrist, pulling me towards him.

"You want my attention?" His voice was dangerously low, sending shivers down my spine.

"Uh... maybe?" I squeaked.

"Fine." He smirked, his hand slipping behind my neck. "Don't move."

"Oh-okay"

"Now close your eyes" he said looking into my eyes .
I asked "why though?"

"Just do it" I did as he said while placing his hands on my eyes he started to make me walk god knows where . Soon he halted on his place and removed his hands before I could get clear view of the surroundings. I was pushed into the room and was met by confused yet questionable stare .

Professor hyun looked at me while raising his eyebrows towards me "What a welcome miss Romanov"

"Ah-haha y-yes sir "

"I'll kill him for sure" i screamed in my mind . That day professor hyun made me do three assignments just because I faked that I was just having problem in certain topic.

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