Nigtmare

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L I S A

You little stalker,

Curiosity is fine. Spying isn't. Next time, ask me yourself—I don't bite unless I'm tested.

XOXO,
Jennie Kim

I sat back in my chair, reading the letter in silence. The words felt louder in my head than they ever should have been. Embarrassing. Testing. Intentional.

My jaw clenched.

That girl had nerve.

I stood up abruptly, the chair scraping loudly against the floor.

"RM." My voice was sharp. "How did this happen?" I slammed the paper onto the table. "Did she write this?"

Taehyung picked it up before anyone could stop him.
"You little stalker," he read out loud, grinning. "If you really want to know something about me—"

"Shut up."

My glare alone was enough to make him flinch and drop the paper like it burned.

Namjoon had gone pale. His shoulders stiffened, breath uneven.

"Q-Queen, I—I swear I didn't know," RM said quickly. "She handed it to me herself. Told me to give it to you. Then she threatened me."

I dragged a hand through my hair, irritation pulsing behind my temples.

"Thousand."

The room went quiet.

"...Thousand what?" Seokjin asked cautiously.

"All of you," I said flatly. "Push-ups. One thousand."

"What?!" they shouted in unison.

"Question it again," I added coldly, "and you'll be eating straight wasabi."

They froze.

Seokjin sighed first, clearly defeated. "You heard her. Move." He shoved Suga aside and dropped to the floor.

One by one, the others followed.

Good.

I crossed my arms, eyes flicking to the letter still on the table.

"That," I said, tapping the paper with my finger, "is what happens when you let someone disrespect me. And worse—when you let someone lay a hand on me."

The room was filled with strained breathing and the sound of palms hitting the floor.

"Tsk."

That girl really thought she could provoke me and walk away untouched.

Interesting.

Very interesting.

Leaving them behind, I returned to my table.

The words from that paper were still burned into my mind, replaying over and over no matter how hard I tried to ignore them.

Tch. Whatever.

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