Unplanned

Something is fishy

I wanted to look closely. This is not possible! Or is this? Bruh I'm facing so much problems with theae psychic powers of mine. I dont know how to actually handle them & I've already manifested -just wow!

Why the hell I'm like this huh?

He looks exactly the same without mask & his dressup. Gosh no I cant think anymore. MY HEAD!! UGHHH! IT'S GONNA BURST!

-You okay?(simmi)
-(groaning) mhm..its okay. (giving stern look at the guy who actually seems not to care)(me)
-lets go. We arrived(simmi)

I didnt know why i felt so angry towards that guy. what happened to me? WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME? Ever since i got my psychic powers its just to unpredictable. However I got down from the train with simmi & started walking towards the school

No one's pov:

Little did y/n knew she was being followed, A shadow never left her side. No wonder why Y/n was feeling to unstable. It frustrated her

The blue eyed boy was there to protect her. He Didnt know why he was given this task. He didnt mind either except the fact that he was probably weak than the girl. He was sweating.

*ring ring*

-master!
-Is everything okay yeonjun?
-Y-yes-s sirr...

Yeonjun's Pov:

-Y-yes-s sirr..
-why are you stuttering?(master)
-I'm afraid The girl is more powerful than me master!
-What did you say?! How can this be possible! Do whatever you can yeonjun but dont leave her side! She is wanted anyhow!
-of course master!

*sigh* when I sat beside the girl a weird kind of heat started radiating. I dont know how to describe the feeling but I was so afraid. This isnt me! I'm one of the best warriors. I dont face or feel these. who actually is this girl?
Why master want her?

Y/n's pov:

We went to the class in time. The teacher, Ms Choi Introduced herself & asked us to introduce ourselves

as simmi was nervous, I started..

-Hello everyone. My name is Y/f/l & I'm from Bangladesh. I really hope we'll get along. As we're not fluent in korean you'll be a little bothered maybe. I'm sorry (*flashes a smile*)

-annyeong. My nam is Simmi Sultana. I'm from Bangladesh too. I hope we'll have a great time together (*nervous smile*)

-Okay so Miss Y/n take the seat beside Mr. Jackson who isnt present today& Miss simmi take the seat beside Mr. Min & dont mind him- he's always sleepyhead(Mr.choi)

We bowed & did whatever she wanted. It was literature & trust me I was so pissed off. I was almost sleeping everytime & getting up. My neck ugh..

I took a glance at simmi. she was bored too but trying to concentrate. Wait a min! Does she know that the sleepyheaded guy is looking at her! What a fucking creep! I wanted simmi to know so i slightly moved my hand so that she could notice. Instead miss choi saw that & said "Yes miss y/n?"

-uhm..miss can I go to the washroom?(me)
-sure(miss choi)

I wondered around aimlessly & smelt paint. Call me weird but I like the smell of paint way too much. I followed the smell & came to a room. I didnt know anything about the school yet so I was confused whether I should go in or not. At last i went there. I saw a beautiful painting... & a man with brush. Clearly he is the one who made it & I was speechless how wonderful It could be

I couldn't see the person as his back was facing me but the atmosphere was so overwhelming. A mild sunshine was piercing through the window a mild tune was playing i dont know from where. A minty, strong perfume was hitting my nose. A cool breez & most an angelic person with white shirt & black pants with paint brush. Absolutely heavenly!

I dont know how long I was standing like this when I felt rage inside me &
I quickly turned around. There wasnt anyone without my shadow. I dont know why this was happening. When I saw no one. Being frustrated i left a sigh & turned around to see something I absolutely never thought to see. The guy who was painting was in front me & we barely had gaps between us. His angelic features & devilish smirk made me not to mention with the closeness & breathtaking atmosphere were making me choke. I was stucked to his not-so-brown calm eyes, Sharp jawline, red-ish hair, thin lined lips which were playing a smirk, His neck, his collarbone where a bit of blue paint was visible, through his white shirt his abs were visible..his tattooed hands had paints playing here & there and.. nno y/n! wake up. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SEEING FOR GODS SAKE!

-Cant get enough of me huh, babygirl?
(unknown)
-excuse me?(me)
-yes you're excused but do you check out well.. eye fuck handsome guys?(unknown)
- Wait a minu...(me)
-sshhh babygirl. relax! I'm sure we'll have a lot of fun. *winks*(unknown)
-......(He is so a sucker duh. Btw he didnt tell me his name)(me)

(the guy starts walking by showing his back & turns quickly)
-Its jungkook, Jeon jungkook

(How the fuck he....wait a min! did he read my mind? No thats impossible)

Y/n was walking towards her classroom & again felt somebody or something brushed against her arms & she felt rage again. she turned to see nothing but her shadow. when she went to her class fortunate there wasnt the teacher yet after miss choi. Simmi came running to me ask about what happened. I was telling her when I noticed a point. HOW CAN I SEE MY SHADOW IN A PLACE WITH NO LIGHTS? IT WAS ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE! WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING????!!!