bts oneshot ( Editing)

When you fall in love with the cold and shy sculptor but he is scared of love

Y/n is sitting on her bench, looking outside. Her lecture is going to start in 15 minuets. Her thoughts are scattered. But she comes back to reality by her friend.

Sohee: Y/nie... Do you know there is a new student in arts, majoring in sculpting?

Y/n: So???

Sohee: He is THE topic of the University. He won so many awards that people can't even count now. He had her first international exhibition when he was 15. His sculpture sells in millions. He is a prodigy. And He is super ho_t. He looks like a sculpture himself. Girls are going crazy.

Y/n feels nostalgia. All of the descriptions remind her about someone. She knows him but has never been close to him. She didn't see him for years. Is he back?

She sighs.

Y/n: Do you think I run after men? I am Park Y/n. Men run after me. I don't care if he is h_ot or a prodigy. I have a great test in man. My man will come to me anyway.

Sohee: Of course, you are the PARK Y/N. You make guys cr_azy for you. Anyways, forget that. Are you upset?

Y/n: Why, you ask?

Sohee: I just thought you were.

She isn't fine. She is upset. Upset with herself. Something deep inside constantly says she is a failure. Her past ha_unts her. And sometimes, it horrifies her. Today is exactly the same day that she fears most. Sometimes, she feels like a loser. All the fears cr_awling her skin. But she can't show it to anyone.

Y/n: I am fine. ( smiles)

Sohee: Of course, our pretty lady.

Y/n is the daughter of the mafia King. She has a brother. Park Jimin is her twin brother. She is pampered by both men. Apple of their eyes. And she is her mother's baby girl. Her family treats her like a princess. She and her brother Jimin are studying Business at a very well-known university. She has that charming yet d_ark personality. Her an_ger always stays, on her nose. And her aura screams power and authority. People get scared of her for her short temper and the two men she has beside her. It's obvious to scared of her coz she is the mafia princess. She is beautiful but da_ngerous. Everone thinks she has a perfect life and d_ies to live a life like her without knowing that no life is perfect. There is something inside her. There is pain, re_gret and sorrow in her. There is something in her life no one knows except her family. A da_rkness which slowly co_nsuming her. A past she wants to forget.

She sighs and looks outside again.

Later in the evening.

The University campus is getting Quiet. Classes are over, and most people have returned because of thunderstorms. Y/n is in the dance room. One side of The room is covered with a mirror, and the another side of the room has a big Window. Y/n is sitting in the middle in a daze. All the Lights are turned off. The only light sources are the faint light from the outside and random light from the Thunders. She slowly stands up and turns on the music. Her body slowly loses with the music. Dance is the only escape. She begins to lose in her moves.

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Taehyung is scraping his almost-done sculpture. He usually does clay sculpture. His hands are muddy. He is scrapping a detail but he suddenly stops when he hears a loud thunder. He looks outside. He sighs. He puts down the tools and wipes his hands.

" It's getting late. I should go back," he thinks. He puts off his apron and changes his clothes. He Takes his bag and walks out. He is passing through the corridor when he suddenly hears a sound coming from the dance room. Something inside him pulls him towards the room. He is curious. He walks towards the room and pushes open the room. A girl is dancing her s_oul out. Sometimes, the light of the thunder cast its light on her face. Taehyung feels chill. The girl is looking like a goddess. Black straight hair, beautiful body with slight cu_rves, sh_arp facial features, and the glow is so perfect. He is stunt. The way her body is mo_ving looks diving to him. He stares at her, mesmerized. Y/n twirls, and suddenly, her eyes go to a figure inside the room. She was so lost she didn't notice someone had come inside. She stops her dance instantly and looks at the person who is staring at her, mesmerized. His face looks like a god. He is so beautiful that his presence gives her a chill. But that face is familiar.