SATAN | m.yg & k.th

-Final-

"Babe?"

"Y/N.... baby, wake up."

"You are going to be late for your first class."

"Your students are waiting for you! They can't miss on their favorite teacherr...," fingers softly played with my tummy, "Tickle tickle! Haha."

My eyes fluttered open.

Ah. Hobi.

As his face became clear to my sight, I jumped and hit my head.

"Oh my god, Y/N! Whats wrong??" He seemed concerned.

"Hoseok..." I whispered.

He stared into my eyes.

"You are alive," I whispered again.

He looked to the side and back at me in confusion. "Um yes. Haha."

"HOBI!" I yelled and wrapped my arms tightly around him.

I felt so glad that..... "I HAD SUCH A TERRIBLE NIGHTMARE!!"

~~~~~~ School

I went to my first class. Forensics.

I stood in front of them, and looked at every single one.

The annoying face of Jeon Jeongguk... his friends.

I spotted Park Jimin.

Something felt different.

He wasn't looking at me, or smiling at me like the way he would in my dream last night.

That's when I realized...

I never had an affair with him.

It was just part of my nightmare.

I was just a teacher. That was all that I was.

Not a "dominant figure" to an 18 yr old sexually frustrated boy.... not a cheater..... not someone who doesn't love her boyfriend.

It was just a nightmare.

"Ms. Y/N can you start already? You have been staring at us for so long."

I shook myself out of thought.

"Oh yes. Yes..."

~~~~~~ after class

I brought Jimin to my office and it felt weird. I had such caring feelings for him while in my sleep.

Now he is just one of my students.

Something felt off. The nightmare felt so real.

"Jimin I have a question for you,"

"Yeah?" He stood by the door.

"You were in my nightmare last night... but something interesting happened, " I glanced at the wall before continuing, "For an odd reason, you told me there was a teacher here under the name of Min Yoongi...."

"Why me?" He cut me off.

"I don't know. But really can you tell me if there actually is someone here under that name.... I dont think I would dream of someone I have never met..."

He thought about it for a few seconds.

"No."

I felt confused.

Why would I dream of a face, and a name that I have never came in contact with before?

"You can leave. Thank you," I gestured for him.

And who is Taehyung?

And why was he in my dream too?

"Ugh," I groaned and grabbed the sides of my head. "Fuck I want answers!!!"

~
Silence filled my office.

I was just thinking.

Nothing felt right.

My phone rang...

It was an unknown number, yet I still picked up.

"Hello," I replied.

"......."

"Hello?" I asked again as the only thing I heard was breathing.

"Y/N?"

Oh....my.

"Taehyung????"

The boss... guy.... that..... Mr. Kim...... his voice!!

"Do I know you?" He asked me. "I mean. Why do you know my name?? Why do I know yours???" He exclaimed over the phone.

"I had a dream," I said, "you were my boss."

"What?" He seemed clueless. "I had a dream too."

I became excited for some reason.

"What was your dream?"

"You were a pretty girl that was sitting in an office talking on the phone and I was right behind her.."

My heart stopped.

I looked behind me.

There was noone.

"Huh?" I questioned.

"But she didn't see me, so I became very angry," he said.

"And then....?" I was curious.

"Then...."

There was muffling before I heard a taunting phrase.

Right in my other ear a voice whispered.

"Then I stabbed her."

I dropped the phone, as I felt a sharp object run right through me.

I fell off my chair and my sight caught the figure right before I was a goner.

It was him.

Taehyung.

Not Satan.... not Min Yoongi.

Taehyung.

He stabbed me in the back.