The Wolves Prey || ThomasKong || ​✔ (Under Editing)

The Wolves Prey || ThomasKong || ​✔ (Under Editing)

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𝐓𝐖𝐏 (ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʟᴠᴇs ᴘʀᴇʏ) ❝ 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗲𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘆'𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗰̧𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗱'𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗻. ❞ 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐊𝐨𝐧𝐠 🦊🍓 🚨 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫 & 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐬. 🛑 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓, 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧! 🚫⛔ ©shortyfics
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Some people study for grades. Some people study for glory. And some people study you. - The university gates are older than him, older than most cities, and Joong thinks they look like something out of a dream. Gold-lettered. Grand. Intimidating. He's thirty minutes early, wearing the sunshine-yellow sweater his sister insisted was his "lucky charm" for first impressions. There's a little sweat under his collar. A lot of hope clinging to his chest. New job. New campus. A chance to do something that matters. He rehearses his introduction under his breath as he walks through the corridor. "Good morning, I'm Professor Joong-no, too stiff-Hi, I'm Joong, and I'll be your-ugh, too casual-" His thoughts are interrupted by the sight of students walking past, bright-eyed, laughing, full of potential. And then one student-him. A flash of crisp uniform. Black hair that shines too clean under the light. A stride too precise to be accidental. He's talking to someone, nodding politely, smiling just enough to seem approachable-but there's a wall behind that face. A polished, perfect wall. Joong doesn't know his name yet. Not officially. But he knows this: That boy is the kind people write scholarship recommendations for before they even graduate. The kind that carries the university's reputation on his shoulders and makes it look like silk. "That's Dunk," someone whispers beside him. "Student Council President. Top of the class. Literally the best we have."

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