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“Taehyung… it’s bleeding,” Yn cried, her voice trembling in pain.

“Shh, it’ll be fine, Yn,” Taehyung whispered, supporting her as he hurried her toward the infirmary.

Unfortunately, their bad luck followed them—Suga spotted them rushing inside.

His brows furrowed in concern, and he instinctively stepped forward to follow. But then, voices from nearby students caught his attention.

“Mr. Jeon is really cruel…” one muttered.

“Yeah, he didn’t have to make her bleed.”

“She looks so fragile. How could Mr. Jeon do this? Doesn’t he have a heart?”

“Poor girl…”

Suga froze, his sharp gaze snapping toward the group.

“What happened?” His voice carried the weight of authority, leaving no room for excuses.

“N-nothing, sir—” one stammered.

“I asked a question. I want an answer.”

The boy swallowed hard. “W-we don’t know everything, sir. Just… Mr. Jeon punished them yesterday too, and today… we heard screams. Her palm was bleeding when she came out.”

Worry shadowed Suga’s face. Without another word, he stormed toward the infirmary.

Inside, Taehyung rubbed Yn’s arm, whispering soft comforts while the doctor carefully dressed her hand.

“Ahhh—” she whimpered, flinching at the sting of the antiseptic.

“Mr. Jeon?” the doctor asked.

Yn hesitated, then gave a tiny nod.

“He’s ruthless…” the doctor muttered under his breath.

Yn shook her head quickly. “No, he didn’t mean to—I… I did something unforgivable.”

“Kid, whatever you did, this isn’t the solution. Your hand is bleeding.” The doctor’s voice held disappointment.

“He didn’t intend it. It wasn’t on purpose,” Yn insisted.

“Stop defending him, Yn,” Taehyung said sharply, his voice tight with frustration.

At that moment, the infirmary door slammed open.

Both Yn and Taehyung stiffened.

Suga strode in, his eyes immediately locking on Yn’s bandaged palm. His jaw clenched, anger flashing across his face.

“Aish… Jungkook,” he cursed under his breath.

“Don’t worry, kid. I’ll put some sense into that idiot,” he said, shaking his head.

Yn’s eyes filled with panic. She couldn’t bear for Suga to misunderstand.

“No,oppa- mr.min, it was my fault—”

“No matter what you did, this isn’t the way—”

“No, Mr. Min, he didn’t mean to!” she cut him off desperately.

Suga’s gaze hardened. “What exactly happened?”

Her lips trembled. “I-I took papers from the attendant… using Jungkook’s name. But Mr. Min—Jisoo and Rosé had an accident. We only did it for them, I swear—”

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