Luxuria | BTS

Part XI

"Non esse expugnauit"

-Don't be swept away-

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[Your P.o.v]

They were back in school the very next day.

You instinctively recoiled as Taehyung and Jungkook passed you, the latter not even throwing you a glance but his companion giving you an open smirk. You simply glared back, turning on your heel and walking towards class.

The first lesson of the day was literature, and as you sat down in the far left corner, you tried to recall which one of them you shared this one with. Letting your eyes wander over the crowd of your classmates, you paused to watch them throw you not-so inconspicuous glances and mumble quietly.

The phenomena was always the same, but always fun to watch.

You smirked, eyes catching on a group of guys that were keeping you in the corner of their vision. Two of them looked anxious and with their arms crossed in a defensive manner, while the others had more of a vicious glare in their eyes and their jaws clenched.

As you looked over at them with an open grin of knowing, one of them, a tall brunet, abruptly stood up. His eyes were flashing at you, and you could almost taste the chilling rage that you'd awoken in him.

You didn't flinch when he pushed past the desks and came towards you, the entire class suddenly falling unnatrually silent. He was built well, with obvious muscle flexing under his shirt and thin lips that were stretched back in an ugly snarl, not fitting to his otherwise more handsome appearance.

"Iseul, isn't it?", his tone was rough and full of bite as he slammed his hands onto your desk aggressively. You lifted an eyebrow, almost bored. "Yes?"

You could tell he struggled with his words, that he didn't quite know what to say. Nevertheless, he gave you a hard stare before leaning closer in an attempt to further intimidate you. You didn't move back an inch, staring back into his face calmly.

"Listen, I don't know what kind of... sorcery you think you can pull off here", he lifted a finger in a supposed threatening manner, but at the same time, the genuine fear in his eyes made it look laughable, "Let me tell you one thing though, it's not going to work with us".

Laughter ripped from your throat, the silent class staring in high anticipation. It all felt both powerful and ludicrous at the same time, the stares, reactions and words.

Slowly, you pushed yourself up just enough to almost to meet his height, looking him coolly in the eye. He blanched, withdrawing as quickly as possible as the hot coals in your gaze scathed his skin and avoiding it with a more obvious fright.

"You seem to be awfully certain of my wrong doing", you said lightly, yet a darker smirk had started to coil around the edges of your lips, "What are you so afraid of, hmm?"

Oh, you could feel it all. The intensity in the air was almost delightfully heavy, drawing around your classmates like a pack of wolves circling a group of unsuspecting sheep. It was new to you as well, a different kind of hot blood firing up your insides and guiding your tongue.

The seconds seemed to stretch and snap, uncontrolled feelings burning up the air until they had taunted your victims for long enough.

The boy in front of you lunged at you before anyone else had even grasped what was going on. You gently stepped to the side, making him fall over the desk and onto the ground while you simply observed and smiled.