Kim Taehyung used to be hunted not hAunted.
In which, a werewolf named Kim Taehyung was haunted by a ghost, you.
"If werewolves exist, so why aren't ghosts?" Taehyung gulped.
"Help.me.find...my... BODY!" She screamed
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It was still in the early spring when Taehyung stepped his feet out from the bus, as he arrived in front of the Seoul university's gate.
By next week, he would attend his class as the new art student along with his best friend, Kim Namjoon, who apparently went for the literature major.
They weren't the first wolves from the pack who left to pursue their study. Kim's pack was more open minded than most of other wolf's pack.
Took Taehyung's father as example. He even studied abroad at Paris to chase his art degree. But Taehyung didn't want to go that far. He just wanted to follow his long term best friend to study at one of the most populated city in South Korea.
The boy had to arrive earlier for some final checking on his art department admissions, as well as preparing for the dorm he would be stay along with his alpha best friend.
He took a deep breath, "Finally out of the woods!" The wolf grinned.
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Taehyung walked inside the big campus, clutching into his black backpack with his left hand, looking for his professor's room to submit his schedule form. He walked toward the second floor of art department filled with the sounds of piano and violins, which obviously because the building were shared along with the music major.
He walked passed some classes until he reached one with huge mirrors attached on the walls. This class was supposed to be the dance club room. A faint sound of slow ballet song was played inside. Then a glimpse of a smaller boy caught his attention. Taehyung now staring at the stranger from the window outside.
The stranger was wearing an oversized white shirt, ripped blue jeans, left out his sneakers somewhere at the corner of the room.
He was dancing along the beat gracefully, making his blond hair swings around following his slick body sliding across the room.
Taehyung just stared at the boy in awe. The dancing boy's cheeks were red as the sweats dripping from above his forehead. It was an amazing view for Taehyung to watch he danced so passionately.
The boy even flashed some of his well toned abs as he lifted his hands dancing in the air along with the thin fabric of his shirt. Making Taehyung sucking his breath.
He shook his head furiously, why would he get flustered a man and when he, himself, have one?
But that boy body was so enchanting somehow. Compared to his muscular stomach, his waist was rather slim, that Taehyung thought his arms would fit perfectly wrapped around it.
What the hell?! Taehyung literally slapped his own face.
The slap sound caught the dancing boy attention. He walked toward his Bluetooth speaker and turned it off. He glanced toward the window where he saw the random stranger who interrupted his dance session.
