Feign Affection | j.jk + k.th

two

Your bored eyes scanned the school's facade. For many, it appeared to be a typical school. A school where students with loaf around, talk to one another about trivial things, skip their classes and do what normal students would do.

Except, you knew what lies beyond the school's innocent and deceiving facade. There were four special classes in that school with a bunch of assassins ready to strike. In those four classes, is a target that the assassins will be at each other's throats to kill.

"Good luck at school, (Y/N)." A voice from beside you called out and you merely nodded and gave him a nod.

"You'll be needing it." You almost rolled your eyes as you watched his retreating figure. Your brother almost blended amongst the crowd of students. A sigh escaped your lips and you began to walk towards the entrance of the school.

You proceeded to the admissions office to get your schedule, an elderly sitting in front of the desk gave you a sweet smile. Your expression didn't change as she asked you for your name.

"Kang. Kang (Y/N)," You said and the woman's eyes widened the moment that you told her. You could see the look of pity that she had in her eyes. She stood from her chair and reached for a different folder that was separated from the others. She handed you the paper which contained your section and your subjects.

"Good luck, dear." You only shoot her a small smile before heading towards where your room had been indicated.

You couldn't help but wonder why everyone had been assuming that you would be needing the luck today. If anyone would be coming out victorious in this competition, it would be you.

It had to be you.

"Oh! Sorry!" Seconds into walking out of the admission's office, you found yourself and your papers on the floor. A grimace on your face had caused the boy in front of you to further panic.

"I'm so sorry," He said again, picking up your things while you helped yourself up. "Are you okay?" The boy had blonde hair that was messily cut and you were certain that it had been violating the rules with his haircut. His dark blue eyes gazed into your (e/c) ones and you could see the guilt that was present in his face.

"It's okay," You said, not wanting to keep to conversation too long as you knew you were already going to be late for your classes. "Just try not to run into anyone else today." You added as you were about to walk around him.

But his hand grasping your wrist had stopped you.

You were tempted to snap at him for his actions but decided to hold your tongue to stop yourself from saying things that you might regret. Instead, you cocked an eyebrow at him, urging him to speak.

He seemed to be unfazed by your expression and shot you another cheerful grin, "Are you one of the new students that everyone's been talking about?"

'Great, attention and it's only been the first day.'

"I guess so." You muttered without looking at him in the eye. Instantly, he hooked his arm around your own and began to drag you off somewhere. Before you could stop him, he gave you a boxy grin.

"I saw your schedule and you're in my class!" You attempted to pull yourself away from him but his grip was strong. Causing you to grow wary that he might have been one of the assassins. "As a apology, why don't I show you the way?" He asked you. At this point, you knew that you didn't have much of a choice but to comply with him.

'It's more efficient than looking around aimlessly, I guess.' You find yourself thinking as your companion continued to drone on and on about god knows what. You barely listened to him as you watched the people around you watched the two of you with interest.

"I'm Kim Taehyung, by the way." He introduced himself after a couple of minutes of walking through the halls. It seemed like forever for you just to arrive at the classroom.