Danger : BTS

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•kang seo yeon.

"Wrong direction, missy! start again, one, two, three!" I yelled at the limping girl who was struggling through following my instruction, not my fault she signed up for this dance lesson.

being the dance prodigy of the school, I was obliged to teach the juniors of my dancing skills as per I'm in my 2nd year, and I'll have my last one next year.

"Okay, that's it for the first day's lesson, no assignments for now, rest well and excercise, goodbye!" I dismissed the class as the students desperately soared from across the dancr studio towards the door, tsk, these lazy fucks.

as I stored my books back inside my bag, the door flew right open, making me spill curses as I was startled, "Seo Yeon!"

I sighed in relief, "God, Chaeyeon, you scared the living daylights out of me!" She snickered but then her expression made a serious turn.

"sorry, anyways..," She cleared her throat, preparing for a big load of blurting out information as my eyes widened as she informed me.

"Seo Yeon, Some guys from our year is beating up your brother in the stadium, it seems like a serious fight!"

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with those words etched across my burning temper, i dashed right out the studio, with a panting Chaeyeon running after me.

reaching the stadium closer with a fiery aura, i kicked the stadium door wide open, revealing a crowd with my brother at the center, seven guys surrounding him in an intimidating closure that was too close for my brother's liking.

catching the attention of the audience, they continued murmuring as some found the upcoming scenery become more interesting, these guys are gonna get it.

"Hey! Let go of my goddamn brother, you load of sick cows!" The red head, who was gripping onto my brother's uniform glanced at me with a dissatisfied scowl, along with the other members' gaze following.

"Excuse me, did you just call us loads of sick cows? " a tall, black haired man asked in pure disbelief.

I fixed my posture, crossing my arms as I squint my eyes into a confronting glare,
"why, butt hurt?"

"n-noona dont—" the red hair slaps my brother's mouth, making him whimper at the harsh impact.

"hey, red head." I called at him with a glare as he glanced at me with a frown, "get your dirty hands away from my brother."

chaeyeon came from behind as she stared at the intensity between us, "this is getting.., intense."

The red head glared at me, returning the same burning gaze, "what did you just call me?"

"red head, unless you want to be called a matchstick, that works too."

"You—"

• third person.

with a small gulp, jimin came into the scene, rushing over to the other members who were watching jungkook and the girl bicker.

"um.. guys?" jimin called, making the members, along with the startled chaeyeon, glance over him.

"i think we should stop jungkook before he causes big trouble.."

"what?" rap monster asked at the cowering man, who turned the phone to him.

"she's... our next target."

"oh shit." suga cursed from behind as chaeyeon's eyes widened, hearing the whole conversation.

it must've been true, bts was a gang, the rumor was never confirmed to be true, but now chaeyeon knew that it was true.

"so you guys really are a gang?" chaeyeon blurted out, immediately regretting it as the members looked at her from confusion to shock.

"fuck, she heard us." jimin sighed in frustration as he grabbed chaeyeon's wrists, catching the girl by surprise.

"you're coming with me, hyungs, take care of jungkook please." jimin plead to his members as he brought a struggling chaeyeon out of the auditorium.

• kang seo yeon.

"cant you just fucking let go of my brother?!"

I yelled as the red head continued to grip onto my brother's uniform, he brought him up using his strength as the latter coughed at the pain shooting through the bruises they gave him earlier.

"how about a no."

"you really wont?" I sighed.

"nope..," he smirked as he placed his other hand onto my brother's face, squeezing the bleeding wound on his face as the boy shouted in pain.

"then you leave me to no choice. " i slowly stepped forward, my arms crossed against my chest as I stared down at this matchstick's soul.

he seemed intimidated as i saw his heaf lower slightly, just the right angle i was hoping for.

I stared at him for a moment, walking backwards again as I set my back foot agaisnt the ground as i was a couple steps away from him.

I let out a shriek as I came running to him, making him look at me with widened eyes as I spun my other leg towards his head, hitting him right at the side of his face as It made him fall, in result of him dropping to the ground along with my brother.

I looked at him with burning eyes, totally letting out my restored temper this time as I stepped on his foot with the heel of my shoes, making him shout.

I leaned down and whispered to his ear, "dont you dare mess with me again, you one piece of reckless matchstick."

with some extra action, i kicked right on his crotch before helping my younger brother up, going out the stadium with him as we left the scared audience, and a suffering red head at the auditorium.

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CHAPTER ONE FINISHED!

I'm having fun writing this shit :D