Mr. Opposite | kth fanfic

It's a secret.

Class has ended, meaning,

detention.

"Class dismissed." The teacher said and all of the students except Bangtan, Eunsoo and Hanuel left.

They all gave us "sorrowful looks" and faked all their smiles.

Me and Taehyung just froze there not knowing what to do.

Jungkook came close to my table and casually sticked a note on my table.

"What the exact hell did you do again?"

I crumpled it and groaned.

A few seconds passed and we were already alone.

"Mrs. Go isn't here yet." Taehyung shrugged.

"That stupid bastard." I banged the table with my fist and clenched it.

"I have an idea." Taehyung smirked.

"What again?" I asked avoiding his gaze.

"I'm calling the school guards." He pulled his phone out of his pocket and laughed.

"What? To rescue us?" I asked in a sarcastic tone.

"No, to confuse them." He smirked.

"Hello? Guard! Theres a man in mask holding a knife! He's about to murder a student! They're in the rooftop! Hurry!" He yelled and hang up.

Woah Taehyung.

"Didn't know you were good at acting."
We both laughed and stood up.

"They're coming, let's go." He said and we both slung our backpacks on our shoulders.

We rushed out of the classroom and looked at both sides to check if the coast is clear.

We were basically like ninjas that moment. Not like I didn't enjoy it haha.

Taehyung was holding my hand the whole time which I soon noticed. Gladly, it wasn't awkward at all.

I just-

Felt something unusual.

It's something I never have felt before.

Something strange.

It was a foreign feeling.

We used the stairs in going down instead of the elevator. Yes, the elevator. Our school isn't a typical private school. It's a high class school where most kpop idols graduated. It's one of the top schools in the world when it comes to performing. So expect the fancy stuff.

As soon as we reached the ground floor, we saw Mrs. Go with the security guards rushing upstairs.

I was suddenly pulled into a dark and dusty closet by Taehyung.

"God, did she see us?" Taehyung asked.
Since the closet was small, our faces were an inch apart which made me... Shy? I guess...

"No...hopefully, she was looking somehwere else." I said.

He sighed.

"Are you ok? Gwenchana?" He asked with a concerned face.

I nodded.

We both leaned against the wooden walls and suddenly fell!

We both gained our balance before crashing on the ground.

"Woah." I said while staring at the dark room. It wasn't just a closet...it was bigger. It was like a stock room that no one has used.

Taehyung flashed his phone flashlight and his eyes widened.

"How is this possible?" He dusted his clothes and ran his fingers thru his hair.

"I don't know. It's strange..." I went further into the darkness with no fright.

I really like dark places ever since when I was a kid...strange but, that's me I guess.

"Hyejin wait." Taehyung said as he scanned thru the glass walls.

"This isn't a normal stock room." He stepped back.

I raised my eyebrows in confusion and went towards his direction.

"What do you mean?" I asked as I faced his side portrait.

I suddenly looked in front and my eyes widened shock.

I stepped back a bit and clenched my fists.

"How." I whispered in a soft tone and froze in my spot.

"I don't know either." He said.

Don't tell me this is a dance studio."
He added.

"It is."