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SAMPLE ONLY A beautiful mess, that was not much expected. _____ All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the writer except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted copyright law. Under certain circumstances, e.g. as in fanfic, the original author may allow the use of characters, settings, etc. (Because I do NOT own anyone here so,) TW: THIS BOOK MENTIONS VIOLENCE AND ABUSE THIS BOOK ALSO CONTAINS STEAMY SCENES Therefore it will be rated mature but it's not too steamy And if you don't like Taekook as a ship this book isn't for you if you check it out anyway and come to dislike it then don't read this book instead of leaving hate comments. No one is forcing you. I do not however think that Taehyung and Jungkook are in a relationship this is just for fun. Do not attack me I will report you. Thank you for picking this story, have fun luvs.
(This book is lgbtq+ if you don't like please keep your nasty comments to yourself and no negative energy is allowed this is a fantasy world do not bring negativity into it. Thank you)
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{PREDATOR AND HIS PREY IS NOW PLAYING.}
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"Please go find your partners," I asked before turning around to write the due date on the blackboard. I could hear girls screaming at my "stunning" looks. I tried to resist the urge to roll my eyes. I wonder how their passing they barely even listen to me.
The class went back to roaring about some chaos that happened yesterday in the cafeteria.
Then the door opened widely I turned my head only to see Jungkook with this big stupid smirk plastered on his face. The class roared. Jesus, these kids never shut up.
"Jeon Jungkook, you are 50 minutes late may I know the reason?" I asked my eyebrow raised everyone else had finally shut up.
"Sorry prof," he says not looking sincere at all before taking his seat.
"Jungkook," my voice went soft I tilted my head to show fake concern.
"Please see me after class," I stated coldly before going back to write on the board. I could feel the class erupt at my actions. But he deserved it, it was the fifth time this week. And he failing half of his subjects.
It had been 10 minutes since Jungkook was here and he was sitting ever so calmly looking at his phone. He looked up at shot me a quick nod signaling 'what's up I don't give a fuck about this class prof' and I could literally hear his voice in his actions. I just shook my head and walked to my desk.
this is going to be one long period.
