A war. One that has been going on for two centuries. Fighting, killing, crying - all the common war stuff. But what would happen if two lovers - Taehyung and Jungkook - were forced to kill each other?
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Twenty-five minutes later, Jungkook is in the same spot on his sofa, with the same expression on his face, a tornado of thoughts whizzing around in his head.
Only now did he realise that he has five minutes left, by when he might, no, WILL never see his house ever again. Or his only best friend, Yoongi.
Yoongi
He whips out his phone.
32 missed calls from MINt YOONGI
Hurriedly, Jungkook calls yoongi, his hands shaking aggressively. He has four minutes to talk to Yoongi for the last time.
"Oh my god." Jungkook hears a small voice say. Just hearing Yoongi's voice makes Jungkook tear up.
"Kookie, are you crying? No, please don't. You're gonna make me cry."
"I-I'm sorry," Jungkook is wailing now.
"Jungkook! All you have to do is train, fight and win the war. Then everything will go back to normal. And then you can see me again, and have lemonade together!"
He starts giggle-crying at Yoongi's technique of comforting him.
The doorbell rings.
"Yoongi, they're here. Please don't forget about me," he sounds pathetic.
"Why would I forget about you if I'm gonna see you after you win the war? Kookie, stay strong! Kookie I-"
Men barge in Jungkook's house and snatch Jungkook's phone away. He is terrified. The brawny men are almost twice the size of him, arms the size of tanks, both of them barrel-chested.
The men grab Jungkook's arms, one on either side, and drag him to the train, which is only half a kilometer away from his house. Jungkook can feel bruises forming on his arms where the men grab him.
Jungkook doesn't know what he's feeling. Fear? Anger? Nervousness? Sadness?
The men throw him into a section of the train with such strength that he falls. He looks up to see four people, all of which look a similar age to him. He assumes these are some of the ten people that were chosen in the voting.
The guy closest to Jungkook holds out a hand to help him up.
"Hi...my name is Park Jimin," says the guy who helped him up, a kind smile spread across his face. Jungkook just about manages to squeak a "hi". He was still in shock about what had happened just under an hour ago.
One by one, the other guys and girls start introducing themselves as well.
"Hi, I'm Kwon Jiyong."
"Hey, I'm Park Chaeyoung," this girl is twiddling her hair and biting her lip.
"Yo, Kim Jennie."
Jungkook just realises that he hasn't introduced himself yet.
"Jeon Jungkook," he whispers, looking down. He doesn't want to be here. "Where are the other five?" he asks, just to start a conversation.
"You didn't know? They're not on our side. They're part of the Hanguks," the girl whose name is Jennie says, biting into an apple from her backpack.
"The what?"
"Oh my god. Do you know anything about this war? Never mind. Seonsaengnim will explain it all to you. Oh and we're having a meeting with the members of the Hanguks who got chosen in five minutes."
Why is everything happening so quickly?
Five minutes later
Jungkook is escorted into a large room in the train. It is completely bare, excluding a chandelier hanging off the ceiling and a large table with chairs.
Already seated are five other people, all dressed in black, their five pairs of eyes blinking in unison. The opposing side? Hanguks? What are we then?
Standing on the left side of the room is a woman, possibly in her late 30s. They sit down on the remaining five seats and Jungkook sees everyone looking at the woman, so he does too.
The woman starts speaking, "Welcome to war. Be prepared to work, work hard. Be prepared to sacrifice, be prepared for the unfortunate. If you don't know already, I'm Seonsaengnim, and will be the training coach for the Hanguks and the organiser for both sides. The Hanguls will be trained by Gyosoonim. For now, both sides will be interacting with each other, however, when you are fully trained, you will be separated. No harmful activity is to take place before then. Since you will be interacting, how about some introductions?" she is looking at Jiyong, urging him to introduce himself.
"Urm, I'm Kwon Jiyong, I'm twenty-nine years old and I'm excited to be here," he says sarcastically, a bored expression on his face.
Three introductions pass - Jennie, Jimin and Chaeyoung, before it is Jungkook's turn. Jungkook has calmed down a bit now, so he speaks,
"Hey, I'm Jeon Jungkook and twenty years old," a quiet "aww" goes around the room. He's the youngest there.
The guy sitting next to him is from the Hanguks - one of those mysterious people dressed in black. He's looking down, so Jungkook can't see his face.
He bites his fingernails while mumbling,
"I'm Kim Taehyung, twenty two years old and please don't kill me," Laughter erupts in the room, but Jungkook can tell that this Taehyung guy is being serious.
Cute
The guy finally looks up, but looks at the guy sitting next to him - Jungkook. They're looking at each other for quite a while. Jungkook looks away. He doesn't like eye contact.
But the Taehyung guy keeps looking at him.
"Hey. You're hot," he says.
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