Professor Jeon XIII

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(semi final)

Now you wanna fight who loves more? Because it's obviously me.

You were basking in the sun in the balcony while doing your assignment there that had the submission date soon. Your ankle occassionally hurted in between so you got inside the room and limped all the way to the kitchen to get the ice pack.

You opened the fridge and took the ice pack out and sat on the stool placed near the counter, putting your both legs up on the countertop as you pressed your swollen ankle with the ice pack, humming casually to yourself.

Everything was going fine till here. The weather was nice and warm. Your ankle wasn't broken. Jungkook took your phone away so now the messages weren't even there to disturb you. You felt at peace after so long.

You were in your world, thinking about random things while you ice pressed your swollen ankle when suddenly, the door bell rang.

Once. Twice.

"Who?" You yelled through the kitchen, hoping your voice would reach outside.

Hearing no reply, you just thought of ignoring the door bell. If it was Jungkook, he would have easily entered himself.

You resumed back on applying ice but the door bell rang again, this time continuously, making your ears ache because of it's loudness.

"Who the fuck!?" You yelled once again, only meeting silence. You huffed an angry sigh, getting off the stool as you limped across the kitchen to the living room, going towards the door.

Meanwhile,

Several ciggerate buds were tossed in the isolated area of the parking lot of the apartment. A man walks over the tossed bud, smashing it under his weight as he wears a black cap over his head, concealing half his face, along with a mask over his face.

He made his way towards the elevator, pressing the button to the fourth floor. The elevator ascended to the fourth floor as he looked at his reflection in the glass of elevator.

"I'm coming for you yn." He snickered, a smirk creeping on his chapped lips as he threw his head back, laughing like maniac all the way the elevator ascended to the fourth floor.

He opened his phone, looking at the last conversation with him and Jungkook while he kept on laughing.

"Let's see professor Jeon, if you'll be able to make it on time like you did on the basketball tournament. Let's see if  you can save your yn again." He laughed, turning his phone off and putting it in his hood pocket, the elevator door opening at the fourth floor.

He stepped out of the elevator, strolling his way to jungkook's apartment while an ugly smirk crept at his lips.

He stopped in front of the apartment door, cracking the bones in his neck and knuckles as he lifted his hands to press the door bell but...

"Excuse me, sir?" A voice calls out from behind, startling the stalker.

He turned around to find a group of three boys standing infront of him: Taehyung, Yoongi and Jin.

"Wtf-" The stalker couldn't complete his words as he was met with a strong punch in his face, fading the daylight out of his body.

"Good job Taehyung." Jin patted Taehyung's back as Taehyung and Yoongi dragged the stalker towards the staircase area where it was quiet and barely anyone used the stairs.

"Let us see your face, my boy!" Yoongi said, pulling the cap and mask off his face.

Everyone let out a shocked gasp as they saw the man face.

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