Mythical Short Stories 방탄소년단 PART 2

[| Taehyung |]

[|The Kim Brothers|TaeJinGi|]

"Than what are you living for?"

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"All of our professionals have failed." The principle starts. "Killed, manipulated to suicide, or even going as far to commit a crime themselves. These two men are not to be messed with, but professionals aren't their thing."

Yoongi tilts his head. "So you hired an amateur?" He scoffs. "I'll be dead once I step into the room." "We'll see about that." Namjoon says lowly. "Just be yourself. And you're also teaching the class B-7." "And you just give me this information after you hired me?" Yoongi growls.

Namjoon shrugs. "We thought you knew. Bangtan is a school for those who the normal call psychopaths." He replies. "I do know." Yoongi says. "That's why it's so risky that you've hired me for it. Either I'll be sucked empty, killed, scratched to death, drowned in the pool, or I'll escape this hell hole before I become one of them."

"That's also what you may be our best shot at changing those two. The Kim brothers are a dangerous pair together, but alone will turn them insane." Namjoon says lowly. "We're relying on you to do your job as is asked of you, no excuses or any of that shit. You're here to teach. Nothing more."

Yoongi nods and stands up, but once he's in the doorway, Namjoon speaks. "Relationships between students and teachers are forbidden and will be punished. Manipulated to do so or not."

"Don't you think I know that?" Yoongi growls. "I've never lost my mind to any of the students or clients I've ever had. These Kim brothers won't be the ones to break me after eight years."

"As you say." Namjoon mumbles. The older male leaves the office, following the map to the fourth floor where he would be meeting the two psychopathic brothers. Yoongi admitted that he was a little nervous. He was about to meet a man who's killed more men than he can count on his fingers, and a man who's a silent observer.

He stood in front of the thick metal door. Yoongi's fingers hesitantly pressed in the code for the door and slightly opened it. Immediately the loud crashing from the room stopped.

All eyes were on the human. Yoongi gulps nervously, tugging his fear to the back of his mind and steps inside, closing the door behind him.

The only thing that lit the room was a lava lamp that would flicker between the colors red and orange.

Before Yoongi spoke, he observed the men in front of him, and they observed him in return.

The taller clearly didn't like wearing clothes, only being dressed in loose sweatpants, his chest and arms littered in tattoos. His jaw was clenched, not yet used to the new male in the room. It would take some time for him to get used to it.

His body was a bit more of a square and rectangle-shaped, but his shoulders were still buff. And that was from the front.

From what Yoongi knew, his name was Taehyung, or as his name is in the school, V. But many call him the Devil. Yoongi didn't want to find out why.

The male sitting on the bed was a bit more feminine shaped. He had a slim waist and his arms were definitely not as buff as Taehyung's, but he had broad shoulders that stood out. His gaze was cold above his plump lips that were glued into a straight line.

His name was Seokjin, or as he was called, Jin. And just like V is Satan, Jin is called Lucifer.

"Hello." Yoongi spoke softly, not wanting to disturb or anger the two brothers. "I'm your new teacher and therapist, Min Yoongi." Taehyung raised an eyebrow, eying Yoongi up and down once again. He looked at his brother, who shrugged silently.