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SotC: Feel So Good, B.A.P
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AS JIN PUT HIS MATERIALS DOWN ON THE LIBRARY DESK, HE SIGHED.

Having attempted to follow his brother's advice, Jin had been going to the library every day, hoping to catch a glimpse of this man again.

Of course, since he was staying at the library for so long, Jin also decided to get some studying done so his time there wouldn't be wasted if he wasn't there.

Needless to say, Jin’s grades skyrocketed.

Proud of their son, Jin's parents believed that he had gotten over what made him so upset, and were relieved that they didn't have to pry. His father had even texted him:

Father: If a bottle of expensive wine was all it took for you to feel better, then I should’ve sent you an entire case earlier. :)

Father: That's one of your mother's favorites, by the way. If you want the name of it, ask her.

Making a mental note to call his mother later on because damn, that was was the best wine he's ever had, Jin texted his brother:

Jin-Jin:  Hyung, did you tell our parents that we stole the wine from them?

When he got Seokjung’s replies, he couldn't help but smile.

Jungie-hyung: I thought you were the one that snitched? Father was laughing at me all morning while I tried to quietly hide my hangover and curse your name.

Jungie-hyung: You’re okay, right? I stole that wine for you, but I think I drank more.

Jungie-hyung: My bad.

Jin quickly tapped out a reply:

Jin-Jin: I'm fine. Not even a headache. And you might've drank a little more than me, but I think it was mostly the same.

Jin-Jin: You just can't hold in your wine...how are you going to run a business one day? You know every business dinner involves wine, right?

Jin-Jin: Are you just going to be hungover every day from when Father hands off the business to you to the day you die? Have fun with that, haha

Jin-Jin: “Remember when we drank too much as teens and tried to hide our hangovers” I didn't realize you were still a teenager, call me hyung.

Jungie-hyung: Get fucked, “hyung.”

Jin laughed out loud as he shook his head at his family.

My parents truly do know everything.

But not this.

Already getting distracted by his studies when he had yet to open his books, Jin decided to wander around the library until his mind was clear.

Allowing his feet to lead him, with no real destination in mind, Jin ran his hands over the tops of the books, feeling the rough pages sandwiched between the smooth covers, until a slight yet sharp pain made him jerk his hand away.  Hissing in pain, Jin checked on his finger, noticing the smallest bit of blood blooming in his newly-acquired papercut.

Jin couldn't help but turn to the book that had cut him, ready to mumble some fighting words, when something caught his eye–

A slip of paper, sticking out of the book, with something written on it in English letters:

MR. CEO

Jin held his breath. Could this be…?

He looked around, making sure nobody was nearby, when he realized what section he was in. Holding in a giggle, Jin looked at the book with the note left in it.