Fallen For You (REWRITTEN)

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Have you ever felt like everything in the world is against you the second your life went to shit. Feeling as though your life is making fun of your pathetic little existence by constantly proving that you're wrong. Your confidence, your pride, your sanity is slowly crumbling in that very moment and all you can think about is

' Why? '

Because that's how Jeon Jungkook feels right now.

Everything he ever knew was a lie.

That man is still alive, with his dark blue blazer that shows his lean figure and his bright blue eyes that glows ever so brightly.

Jungkook gritted his teeth, almost snarling like an animal as he slowly face his hyungs sitting beside him.

" You lied to me. You told me he was dead. Unless the person on the stage is a fucking zombie or a doppelganger, explain to me why you lied. "

How did it come to this?

15 minutes earlier ~

" I repeat, all students are to report to the school hall in 5 minutes."

Jungkook shuffles through the horde of students swiftly, trying not to jab anyone with his elbows and bumping into them. He really doesn't want to deal with any sleep deprived assholes in the morning.

He took a quick glance at the seated students and spotted all three of his hyungs sitting in the second last row together with an empty seat beside them, probably saving it for him.

" Hey Jimin hyung, thanks for saving me this seat."

" Awww, anything for you my sweet child."

" Although I prefer sitting beside Yoongi hyung or Namjoon hyung." Oh how Jungkook loves teasing and riling up his blonde hyung.

" You fucking bra-"

" Stop talking God damn it! I'm trying to sleep here no thanks to you two."

" Yoongi hyung stop saying that. God might be listening."

" Isn't he always listening. The old guy has nothing better to do anyways. "

True. Just then, the stage lit up, startling both Jungkook and Jimin. There were hundreds of sirens, lining up in a straight line and dressed up in a royal blue dress shirt with white and gold patterns. Slowly, all of them started to kneel in sync with their heads bowed and eyes shut.

Every student in the hall just watched the scene, questioning their friends about the Sirens strange behaviour. They were already very strange from the beginning but the scene in front of them reminded them of an occult. With their fancy clothes and dark, solemn expressions.

Yoongi furrowed his brows, already very pissed with the damn lights that's blinding his eyes and he nudged Namjoon's arm on his left side.

" The heck are they doing? Are they praying? I thought Jeonghan said Sirens don't worship any God."

" They don't. The only beings they worship are the blue bloods, the Royal family. "

Jungkook continued to stare in awe at the Sirens. A Royalty!? Does that mean the Siren prince would be attending the same school as them?

Jimin kept bouncing in his seat, wondering what kind of person the Royalty is. He really shouldn't be stereotypical but Jimin is 98.9% sure that the prince would definitely be someone dignify. Handsome, kind, intelligent, brave, proud, humble, empathetic, selfless and any other kinds of synonyms that defines how perfect the prince is. I mean he really hopes so and he definitely wants to be friends with a Prince, just like the ones written in children story books.

Suddenly, the lights become dimmer as the sounds of footsteps, there were two-no three, were heard approaching at the backstage.

Everyone in the hall held their breaths, even the professors standing in a single row by the sidelines of the stage were eager to meet the prince, each was holding a bouquet for the guests of honours. The headmaster and his secretary, who rarely emerges out of his office, stood by the gold podium at the center of the stage holding a very expensive looking red wine bottle.

Who the fuck gives their student expensive wine?

Yoongi gave up sleeping and decided to take a peek at the bigshit before going back to sleep.

Everyone, literally everyone gulped at the sight of the tall raven haired male with broad shoulders. There were feint teal coloured scales running down from his jaws all the way to his neck. He was wearing a very prince-like outfit, with royal blue velvet coat and gold linings accompanied by the most obvious item that shows he's a prince. Despite not wearing a crown, the male was holding a long black cane with a small silver skull attached to the top.

As soon as the said male reached the golden podium, the headmaster gave him his welcome gift and the Siren beams. He gratefully accepted his gift and adjusts the small microphone in front of him.

" Good morning, my name is Kim Seokjin, the Siren Prince. From today onwards, I would be attending here as your fellow schoolmate. I really do hope and wish we could all be friends, I do understand the fear and anxiety of befriending a Royal, but I will welcome anybody who would like to be friends with me. " The prince gleefully laughs. " My two best friends are also here with me but they're a bit shy." The prince then made a gesture to his friends hiding behind the red stage curtains.

Are they royalty? Are they on par with the prince's beauty? Are they also prince-like? Jimin has so many questions and just couldn't contain himself as he squeal when he saw one of them happily skip towards the prince and hugged him.

An incubus . A beautiful orange haired male with two beautifully curved horns at the top of his head. Dressed in pure black with a silver choker. His eyes glowed red and his face shows purity and innocence. Complete opposite from his race.

" My name is Jung Hoseok! Nice to meet you."

Jungkook's expectation for the third person that has yet to come out skyrocketed. The prince and his friend were drop dead gorgeous.

Jungkook took a quick glance at Namjoon and Yoongi's face and giggled. He had never seen them so awestruck before, with heart eyes and a drooling mouth.

Love at first sight do exist, even for them.

Suddenly, he thought of that person.

Jungkook looked back to the stage, already regretting how much that person has taken so much space in his mind.

' Wake up Jeon Jungkook! There's no way he is still alive. He's dead! .' His conscience was always there for him and he quietly thank it.

' That's right, there's no way that traitor was still alive. He died in the war before you can even kill him.'

He trusted his hyungs, his conscience but all of it was thrown back at him, smacking him right in the face. His eyes grew wide and his mind yelled at him.

' Liars! Traitors!'