My Other Eye | Lizkook FF

Chapter 12

* Flashback *

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* 3:00 a.m *

With the satisfaction of all the sad, romantic, horror, and comedy movie they watched, all had drifted off to sleep.

Jimin, Rosé, on the couch in each other's arms. Cuddled together like new born puppies the first night they are out of the whom.

Jungkook and Lisa were on the floor, laying comfortably  together. She had her hand on his chest, resting her head on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her waist while the free one, he rest on his head.

Hobi was on the other side of the floor. He was leaning against the couch and had fallen asleep with his head tilted to one side.

Taehyung, being the prince-like self, had went to the guest room he was assigned to. Leaving his peers sleeping soundly in the living room while he enjoyed the softness and comfort of the bed sheets.

* Ring *

* Ring *

The sound of a phone ringing, made Jungkook ruffle around the blanket. He slowly opened his eyes, rapidly blinking. The ringing of the phone greeted him as he sat up.

He turned his attention to the coffee table and saw his phone vibrating. He adjusted his eyes to the light of the small device. On the screen were the words that made questions wonder his brain.

Mr. San (Principal I.A)

He got up and walked to the bathroom, not wanting to wake up the others.

"Hello?" He squinted his eyes has the bathroom lights blinded him. His voice was low and rough.

He just woke up from a slumber, so it wasn't a surprise.

"Jungkook! I need you to get to the school immediately!" He heard his governess demand through the phone.

"Wha-..? Sir it's five minutes pass three. Why do I have to go to the academy? Jungkook scratched his head in confusion. "Stop asking questions boy and just get here! I don't care if you have to walk here, just get here! Oh and bring Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin and Kim Taehyung.... We have business to discuss."

Mr.San hung up immediately after he said those 5 intimating words. Jungkook's body was stiff. We're they in trouble? Was this about the trainee selection? Why do they have to go meet him at the academy? Why now? Why can't this wait until after the break?

He slowly walked out of the bathroom. Still confused about all this, he just obeyed his superior and gently woke up Jimin, Hobi and Taehyung.

"Are you sure he called you? Cause sometimes you can be a little cucu." Hobi crossed his arms and leaned against a wall, waiting for the others to finish putting on their shoes.

"Yes I am sure." Jungkook responded, shooting glares at the red haired guy. "Let's hurry up and go already." Taehyung pushed pass them and walked out the door.

He always had a temper when it comes to his beauty sleep.

"Go ahead I'll be right out, I need to grab my phone." Jungkook quietly ran back into the kitchen. "It's freezing outside and you're wearing a non-sleeve shirt. Tsk." Jimin snickered.

"I spilled some juice on my t-shirt, I needed to change. Plus, I have a sweater on so stop whining." Jungkook shook his head, letting out a small chuckle. "Just hurry up." Jimin walked out, leaving the keys for Jungkook to lock the doors when he was finished with his task.

Before leaving Jungkook walked over to Lisa, wrapping the blanket around her. He graced her forehead with a soft kiss and left.

The boys all piled in Jungkook's car since it was easier to get out of the driveway then the others. Do to his late arrival from earlier.

"What the hell does Mr. San want from us at 3 in the morning?!" Taehyung uttered angrily, messing up his hair. "Just calm down. We'll find when we get there." Jungkook glanced at him through the rear mirror and turned back to the road.

"Kookie is right Tae, chill out." Hobi turned back and patted his knee. "I feel uneasy leaving the girls at home alone." Jimin patted the carpet with his feet with anxiety. "They're strong, Chim. They can handle themselves." Hobi, apparently the new therapist, assured him.

They had arrived in front on the big, tall, irony gate that blocked the great I.A from public interactions.

Since the school was known for its many success in debuting idols. (which most of them end up international or on the charts) The media always wants an interview or even a clip of the students or as they preferred them Future Idols.

And since they announced the trainee selection this year, the media had gone wild. Going to the academy almost every week, pleading for more exclusive on the selection. The academy was forced to stop the commotion in order for their students to focus on their task of becoming the next generation of idols. They booted their security system, doing everything they could to keep the media away.

Jungkook slid his student ID card over the lock pad, opening the gate. The drove in to the front parking lot of the school. The lot was empty except for 2 unfamiliar Cadillac and Mr. San's car.

"What the hell is going on?" Jimin asked his confusion as he got out of the car. "Come on let's go in.." The boys followed Jungkook inside. The inside of their stomachs started to twist. They felt uneasy about this, but they will never know what's going on until they get inside.

The halls were poorly lit. It was weird hearing nothing but their footsteps as they went in. They were so used to hearing chatter and laughter of their school mates, but now it was silent. Scary Silent.

They walked down the east hall leading towards the principal's office. Hobi's eyes wondered around the hall, looking for something or even someone that was out of place. He had a strange feeling that something might pop up out of nowhere.

They arrived at the office, staring at the door which was the only one descending light out onto the hallway.

"Well knock Kookie." Jimin demanding. Jungkook glared behind him and then turned back. He placed his knuckles against the door, knocking it two times. The noice echoed through the empty hallways, sending shivers down their spine.

The door slowly opened revealing a tall, dark haired man in a suit. He had an earpiece with wires attached to his vest which made him look like an FBI agent.

As they walked in they found 4 other men dressed exactly like him. They were standing beside a man, which was not Mr. San, who was sitting behind the desk. Mr. San was no where to be found. 

The man sitting behind the desk looks around his 70s. His gray hair was neatly done and he had his hands inter whined together, placed gently on the desk.

"Have a seat boys." The man's voice was rough and firm. Jungkook sat down, hesitantly. Jimin, Hobi, And Taehyung sat on the couch behind him.

"So you're Jeon Jungkook, am I right." The man's voice was straight. Rough. "Yes sir I am. May I ask wh-." The man cut him off. "I'll be the one asking the questions son."

"So I have did some digging about your Mr.Jeon, and I see you have lost your father in an accident a few years back?"

Jungkook quickly nodded. The man reach over, across the desk and held out his hand.

"I thought I would never find you Jeon Jungkook." The man smirked. His eyes were full of mischief.

Jungkook slowly shocked his hand while gazing into his eye. Something about this guy looks so familiar.

"I have high expectations for you Jungkook." The man finally said after a momentarily silent.

"W-why? Why do you have high expectations for me?"

The man snickered. "You are my grandson anyways."