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Jimin looked at the email carefully and couldn't really gather himself, excitement rushing in his blood. He bit his lower lip as per habit and hurriedly dialed Hoseok- his bestie's number to enlighten him about the good news.
"YESSSS HYUNG I DID FINALLY", Jimin was jumping in his tiny room not caring about guests downstairs.
"Tell me you did too, I wanna go with you", now the blondie was pouting as he sat at the edge of his bed.
"WHATTTTT OMG", he was now jumping on his bed as Hoseok confirmed about his admission too.
"Hyung I'm so happy", Jimin couldn't contain his joy, getting scholarship with all the hardwork to his dream university gave him mountain of happiness and that too with his best friend. Dreams coming true.
The door barged open as his mom entered the room and passed a deadly glare to Jimin. His smile drained, he wanted to disclose about his admission happily but she could care less. Why would she? Step ones are never your own.
"If I hear a single noise from your room again, I'll throw you out of the house", she gritted her teeth and spoke with annoyance. Jimin nodded his head and looked at his feet. All his joy crashed. He wished he could be happy for once. He thought he could finally make his step-parents happy by proving them but will they even appreciate him?
She slammed the door, before that he looked up to see someone at the far end of the hallway with black hair observing them, one of the guest may be.
"Shit someone saw this, gosh so embarrassing", he sat at the corner of his bed with his head in his hands. Tears were pricking.
"It's okay I'll leave tomorrow, I won't be a burden on them anymore. They always wanted me to leave, I'll disappear from their lives tomorrow. I'll study hard and earn and make up my life on my own", he was blabbering to himself. Tomorrow's sun would be a new beginning for him.
"Wowwww", Jimin clutched Hoseok hands as they stared the tall glass building with open mouths.
"So that's how the college of rich ones looks like", Hoseok whispered with surprise in his voice.
"Can't believe we can be a part of this dream destination hehe", Jimin blushed on the thought.
"Jimin this is like a dream- I can't believe", Hoseok was now jumping, jimin joined him, they received weird glares from people surrounding them but their happiness mattered most for them right now.
"Let's go let's go", Jimin was now dragging Hoseok towards the building.
They showed their documents in the office and received the keys to their dorm. The joy was evident on their faces and actions.
"Jimin I have heard these rich brats are bullies, we gotta be careful and not not try to mingle much among them", Hoseok worriedly said as they walked on the marbled floor of the long huge hallway.
"Why do these bullies exist, they should be hanged", Jimin couldn't contain his annoyance. He was bullied in school, home and where not. He wished death upon them all.
"Shh! Be careful with what you say here", Hoseok clutched his hands as they walked towards the dorm passing the soccer field. Many tall boys were playing under the bright sun of the November, many students cheering them up. They all looked so expensive. Jimin sighed- how it feels like to be born rich? Life must be easy, he thought.
Hoseok was lost in the view when a ball hit his back as if someone threw a rock on him. "Oww", he winced in pain as he crouched down.
"Hyung you okay?" Jimin sat near him and worreidly asked as he stroke his back.
A tall boy with hair tight in a bun came in there direction, his black hair bounced as he walked to them, muscles buffed and sweat trailing down his skin. "Sorry bro, pass the ball", his voice was arrogant. Jimin didn't even find a hint of apology. His anger elevated on seeing Hoseok in pain and the guy being an arrogant brat.
"Can't you be a bit more apologizing after hitting someone like that", Jimin was clutching his fist. His ears and cheeks were red due to anger. He was glaring at the boy taller than him who raised his brows in return, it hit Jimin's nerve.
"Shameless rich brats", there his tongue slipped and the small blondie invited his death. The other guy was silently staring him back which hands in his sports shorts. His physique was flawless. The whole field went in silence. Jimin sensed a thick aura around. Hoseok clutched his hands, telling him with his eyes to stop and move, he would fck things up for himself.
"Your name?" The other guy asked in a tone deep enough to send shivers down many spines. The aura he carried was very dark. Jimin's heart picked a pace, he gulped harder.
"Why should I tell you?" He kept the same tone as the tall one. Inside he was a mess but outside he kept his calm self, he didn't want to show that intimidating human how much he was scared at the moment.
"I'll keep my eyes on you then", a deadly smirk came his way which boiled Jimin's blood.
"Now pass the ball", he ordered. Jimin gritted his teeth.
"Take it on your own, I'm not your fcking servant", Jimin spat before crouching beside Hoseok and helped him to stand.
"Little one curse too hmm interesting", the other was smirking wider than before.
"Shut the fck up", Jimin was messing things for himself more and more. The smirk dropped and the taller one advanced him. Jimin took two steps back until he stumbled and his buts hit the seats below. The taller leaned in keeping his both hands on Jimin's side, caging him in between his muscular arms, his face was inches apart for Jimin's. Jimin's breath hitched on closeness, he pressed his lips together. The taller stared back harshly. Jimin noticed how his eyes seemed like stars. He was beautiful up this close.
"I have never seen you around, you must be the new kid on scholarship, you ain't my servant but Imma make you one", the taller burshed off jimin's fringes from his Cresent shaped eyes and smiled down to him. His fingers brushed against Jimin's soft skin. Jimin shivered.
"Who do you think you're?" Jimin whispered, he slapped himself mentally for trying to act brave. Hoseok closed his eyes in dissapontment, he couldn't believe Jimin didn't listen to his any advice.
"Your master, little one", the taller whispered in a tone that Jimin got goosebumps all over his body, his heart was beating like crazy.
The taller took his lips to Jimin's ears. Jimin close his eyes on the the nearness, he was shivering now.
"You cant escape me now, little one", his lips brushed against Jimin's earlobe. Jimin curled his toes in his shoes. He hated being effected by the other.
In another blink of an eye the taller was walking away, Jimin with heavy breaths stared his leaned muscular back.
The black and white stripped shirt has his name printed.
'JEON JUNGKOOK 10'.