'What do you want?' Yoongi asked, stuttering.
My eyebrows raised. What?
'What do you mean?' I questioned.
'You know, cars, houses, maybe a couple Rolexes,' Hoseok explained.
'Whatever you want will be yours,' Jin bribed.
'Yeah, just as long as this remains our secret,' Jimin begged.
I laughed. This was priceless.
Suddenly Kookie dropped himself at my feet.
'Please, noona, I beg you. I can't handle those fangirls. Wahhhh,' he cried.
Geez. These were their biggest problems. Mine was escaping my demon father and my she-devil advisor. I shuddered at the thought of my old advisor, Viana. She was a literal monster.
Pushing my thoughts out of my mind, I continued to tease the boys.
'Imagine what would happen if everyone found out where you lived! Oh no! That would be the worst thing ever!' I cried out in mock worry.
'Ok ok, you can cut the crap,' Taehyung stopped me, 'What would you like?'
I looked at them. Were they serious?
'Are you kidding me? Do you really think my silence could be bought with money?' I scoff.
They exchange sheepish looks.
'Tae, I blame you. You chose a cracked egg,' Kookie glared.
'Excuse me?!?' I yell at him. He backed down.
'Whatever, I'm outta here anyways,' I muttered, attempting to escape before they caught me.
Luckily for me, the seven boys were busily blaming each other so I successfully snuck out.
I ran out of the gates and all the way across town straight into the comfort of my small studio apartment. It was small, but it was home. I walked over to my corner desk, scanning my computer for unusual activity through the cameras.
I sighed. Nothing out of the ordinary. I was safe.
I looked up at the clock. It was 7:30pm and it was time to strike.
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Trivia: Love
Romance*trigger warning: mentions of vomiting, self-harm, abuse, rape, traumatic memories, blood and a lot of other stuff I added because all my friends enjoy making my OC's tragic backstory insanely freaky* Making friends isn't easy, especially when you'r...
