The ear-piercing screech of the emergency bell echoed through the hallway, freezing everyone mid-action. In an instant, the cafeteria transformed into pure chaos—trays clattering to the ground, chairs scraping, and students bolting toward the exits like their lives depended on it.
“What the hell is happening?” Jungkook growled, spitting out blood as he held his bruised jaw.
Taehyung, equally banged up, glared at him through one swollen eye. “Did you pull that to escape losing, Jeon?”
“Do I look like I have the energy to think of an escape plan right now?” Jungkook shot back, clutching his ribs.
Suddenly, a voice crackled through the speaker system:
“Emergency drill canceled. Whoever pulled the bell, please report to the office immediately.”
Taehyung froze, his face paling. “Uh-oh.”
Jungkook narrowed his eyes. “What did you do?”
“I didn’t pull it!” Taehyung defended, waving his hands. “But, uh, I think I might’ve accidentally knocked into it when I—”
“When you tried to throw a tray at me and missed?” Jungkook finished flatly.
Taehyung’s lips twitched. “Details. Minor details.”
As they stood there, banged up, sweaty, and still panting, they realized they were now alone in the eerily empty cafeteria. Everyone else had bolted.
“Well, congrats,” Jungkook grumbled, brushing off crumbs. “We’ve now turned the cafeteria into a ghost town.”
“Hey, I didn’t see you stopping me,” Taehyung shot back. “You were too busy trying to tackle me into the napkin dispenser.”
Jungkook scoffed, holding up his hands. “I was defending my honor!”
“Honor?” Taehyung snorted. “You threw mashed potatoes at my face, Jeon. Don’t act like a hero.”
Before Jungkook could respond, a sharp voice broke through the tension.
“You two—office. Now.”
They turned around like guilty schoolchildren to see the cafeteria supervisor standing there, her face stormy and her hands on her hips.
“Perfect,” Taehyung muttered under his breath. “Not only are we enemies, but now we’re cellmates.”
“Shut up, Kim,” Jungkook growled.
As they dragged themselves toward the principal’s office, Jungkook hissed, “This is all your fault.”
“My fault? If you hadn’t shoved me into the snack cart, none of this would’ve happened!” Taehyung shot back.
“The snack cart?” Jungkook snapped. “You tried to wrestle me over a juice box!”
“Because it was strawberry-flavored!” Taehyung shouted like that explained everything.
The two bickered all the way to the office, completely unaware that their bruised faces, ripped clothes, and petty squabbling made them look like a pair of overgrown kids who’d fought over crayons.
In the office, the principal stared at them for a long time. Her expression was unreadable, and her fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk.
“Would one of you like to explain,” she finally said, voice dangerously calm, “why an emergency drill was triggered during a food fight?”
Taehyung and Jungkook exchanged a glance before pointing at each other simultaneously.
“He started it!”
The principal sighed and leaned back in her chair. “I don’t care who started it. I want to know who pulled the emergency bell.”
“I think it was defective?” Taehyung offered weakly, trying to smile through his swollen cheek.
“Yeah,” Jungkook nodded in agreement. “You should get maintenance to look into that.”
The principal shot them a look that screamed, Do I look like I was born yesterday?
“Two weeks of cleaning cafeteria duty,” she announced, cutting off their excuses. “And if I hear one more word about this... rivalry, both of you will be suspended.”
Jungkook and Taehyung slumped in defeat, exchanging glares on their way out of the office.
As they mopped the cafeteria floors later that day, Taehyung groaned, pushing the mop lazily. “This is your fault, Jeon.”
“You’re delusional,” Jungkook replied, scrubbing stubborn ketchup stains. “If anyone’s to blame, it’s your strawberry juice obsession.”
“Don’t talk bad about strawberry juice!”
Jungkook paused, looking up with a sly grin. “Want me to spill another juice box so you can relive your glory days?”
Taehyung threw a soggy napkin at him. “Shut up and mop, you traitor.”
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Fated Foes ||toptae||
FanfictionJeon Jungkook and Kim Taehyung have been enemies for as long as they can remember, their families' rivalry shaping their entire lives. Their constant bickering quickly escalates into something deeper. As they compete in games and challenges, their a...
