Park Jiyeon (you): living with Kim Taehyung that always bully u and never make your life easy Kim Taehyung : a totally spoilt brat that never make your life easy Will this relationship change? Will they fall in love with each other? Read on to find out ^_^

"Listen Taehyung we need you to choose a partner for the festival." My manager said, while we walked down the hallway of my dorm. "Okay. What's the big deal?" I asked, as we entered my room. "Well, we need you to choose someone small, someone fresh, someone who has never had a chance of fame." *** Kim Taehyung is signed up for a festival in Seoul, the biggest festival of the year. But there's a catch. He holds auditions for his new partner. Min Nadia was at a school for the arts and has been working hard to get a record deal with BigHit Entertainment. Finally, news travels around the school that Kim Taehyung is hosting a contest for a partner. Nadia knows this is her chance to shine.

"I'm a monster." He said to you with such a dark expression pressed against his face. "You should avoid someone like me if you don't want to die." "No. I will never do that." He glared at you almost as if with the look of a killer. However, you just walked towards him and held his face in your hands. "I'm not scared of you, Kim Taehyung. I'll stay right here. Beside you. Just what I always promised." DISCLAIMERS: RATED MATURE FOR PROFANITY. MY STORIES DOES NOT REFLECT THE REAL PERSON'S PERSONALITY NOR HIS ACTIONS. THIS IS ALL PURE FICTION. created: 301216 ended: 311117

"don't you think what we're doing is kind of fucked up?" "yeah, but it'll be our little secret, babygirl..."

Kim Taehyung was the first to touch me after it happened. I don't even know how I got here, honestly. The furthest back my memory goes is to about two years ago when I first arrived to Sheremont Academy. They say I was found in the front lot, outside the gates, and that I'm different from everyone else. I already knew that, just because of the way I look. The color of my hair, white as fresh snow and not a shade darker. Alabaster hair and obsidian eyes- so dark that I don't know where my iris ends and my pupil begins... Have you ever met anyone like that? I have never met anyone like him. He almost always has his ash brown hair parted down the middle, a sweatband pushed under his bangs in the front to show more of his beautiful face. The first time I met him, he stood frozen as he stared at me, the keys to my safety literally dangling from his fingers. WARNING: Contains foul language/sexual references. MATURE sexual content may be found in later chapters and is only suitable for those able to handle it. All Rights Reserved- do not copy or re-upload to a site other than Wattpad. Criminal penalties will fall to those who violate copyrights.

》i can taste her lipstick 《 (extended one shot) (completed)