"I suddenly knew I would never feel this again; never fit so well with someone else; never meet another man like this."
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My legs are shaking and I'm not even wearing my high heels today, still I'm fumbling.

"Oops, sorry," I apologize to a guy on whose foot I accidently stepped on.

He looks like some innocent guy as she just smiles at me awkwardly and walks past me. I also don't stop as I try to steady my steps.

This is crazy, so crazy.

What have I done? What is happening in my life, all so suddenly?

I was having a perfect life, though boring but still stress-less and precisely, less horny!

Oh my holy mother, this sounds even crazier.

I've done so Many things lately that I once felt completely uninteresting. I went to a boxing match. Then I found the intruder in ghost face mask hot for some messed up reason. I had damned wet dreams about him and then I went to a whole ass party of a bad boy figure of the uni where I happened to give a blowjob to a man who's not even my type.

And today! The greatest of all! I rubbed myself shamlessly on his thigh that I left a wet patch on his jeans in which he is roaming around the campus.

This is embarrassing, humiliating and probably an invite to my death.

Better than your boring life.

Yes, it is no doubt but this isn't my life!

He's not a red flag! He's a red country. No, he himself is red.

My heart is still acting up and my face feels hot red. With every step i take, I feel the wetness between my legs reminding me of what just happened.

The thing that scares me the most is that if Michael didn't come at that, would we have just continued with it? I think so. I'm sure because I was too lost in the moment, feeling the star twinkling feeling of chasing my orgasm.

I almost whine out as I walk towards the garden where Da Eun is. I felt really guilty the first time, but today I don't feel guilty at least. My life has turned into a game.

I need to shake it off right now. Da Eun will question if she sees me like this. I don't have any answer for anything right now. Everything is just all over the place.

I walk past people carefully as I reach the garden where I was called to be. I look around to my best friend and after a few seconds of finding, I see her sitting under the big tree on the bench. It's last few months of summer, so weather is warmer. Under Shades is where it feel cold and the breeze feels cooler.

I see her talking to someone and then register that there's some guy standing in front of her.

Oh my holy mother, that's Yoongi. Seems like we're in trouble.

I bite my lip and think to turn around, it's better because if Yoongi is here, in the uni and talking to her, where Da Eun is looking stressed, I'm sure something isn't right.

I'm about to turn around but at the same moment, she sees me from her seat and waves at me.

OK...

I smile at her and wave back. She gestures me to come to her. I just nod and with heavy steps walk towards her. She definitely looks stressed. I hope Yoongi doesn't put her in curfew again. He's protective as an older brother, but it's just too much sometimes for her, considering she's a free spirit and likes roaming around.

As I reach them, I greet to her brother, Min Yoongi. He's a handsome man with sharp features and long hair. Both of the siblings are pale when it comes to their appearance. Yoongi has a great and strong body too, with muscles everywhere and a few tattoos here and there. He's usually the grumpy guy I read in books. He doesn't like to speak much but when someone wrongs him, he'd put you under his thigh crushing your whole existence.

"Hana, thank God you're here," Da Eun says and tells me sit next to her. I do.

"Why? What happened?" I ask both of them.

"He's just again grumpy about me going to parties," she explains.

Well, I sometimes argue with Yoongi that he shouldn't control Da Eun's life. She's a teenager and she deserves to enjoy these years of her. So everytime Yoongi acts up, I'm her last resort to convince her brother.

" No, Da Eun, " Yoongi's deep raspy voice reaches my ears and he continues, "I'm not restricting you from going on parties. It's about the party that you went to this time. Why, on the earth, would you like to go at Jungkook's?"

My stomach tingles at the mention of him and I mentally curse the butterflies that are fluttering their wings inside me. Stop acting up!

" Well I told you Emily invited us, so we went there. It wasn't a big deal, Yoongi!" she takes her stand.

" You do know they're our rivals-"

"Not ours, they're only yours. Why should I be careful about this? I was with Hana and Jae, it's ok."

"That's the thing. I don't know how Hana agreed to this. I thought you were smarter than this," he tells me and I squint my eyes at him.

"Well we were reluctant but she was too excited about it so we had to go. It's OK, we won't go again," I say. Yeah that's better if we keep our distance from Jungkook. Da Eun is the main reason, to be honest, I got stuck into this mess.

"What? Hana, you're betraying me!" Da Eun whines.

"No, she's right. Look Da Eun, I've never restricted you from having fun. You can go to parties, after letting me know of course and date, after I know who the guy is. I'm a guy myself and I can tell you that not every guy is trustworthy. Most of them are creepy and fucking Heartbreakers," he explains and I gulp.

" I know you have this silly crush on Jungkook too. It's better if you find someone else who's not from Blue Stones and also isn't a bad guy. You only see Jungkook from outside. He might be hot for you for now but you certainly don't know how ugly he is from up close. He's not the type of guy who dates or loves, he'll just break you in million pieces by the end and leave you in nothing but mess that you won't be able to do right. I can tell you few examples of girls who went through it after getting involved with him, " he explains further.

Da Eun just sits here, letting the information sink in. Me?

I'm terrified. If what Yoongi is saying is true, then I'm the next victim. I'll be the next example to be put there to warn girls to not get involved with him. I will be the next heap of pieces that he'll create.

My palms start sweating as I rub them my the fabric of my skirt.

"But I'm just looking from afar," Da Eun pouts.

"I know, princess, but he'll know it soon and I'll break his limbs if he tries to come any near to you. So, I need you to stay away from his way. He has hundreds of girls behind him and I don't want you to be the one to get hurt in the end because I'll think that it's my fault that I couldn't protect you, " he responds.

"Yes but- wait. How do you know I have a crush on Jungkook? Who told you?" Da Eun asks.

Well, yeah it's only me and Jae who knows about her crush. We also know that it isn't that serious and it wasn't that obvious for the eyes of others too. It's not like Jungkook and Da Eun actually interacted with each other which lead to the word flow out.

"It doesn't matter. I warned you after you went to see the fight too. If you do something like that again, I'll have to put a curfew on you again," he brushes it off.

"Oh no. Wait, do you have someone to keep an eye on me?" She questions again.

Yoongi sighs, defeated,"Da Eun..."

"What the- You're not serious, right? Who have you sent behind me?" She sounds angry now.

"There's no one behind you. Taehyung was in the match that day, he told me you were there," Yoongi answers.

"And he might've told you that I have a crush on Jungkook?"

"He saw you drawing him in your biology class, again. You do know mom and dad don't like it when you draw instead of focusing on your studies, " he responds.

Da Eun parts her lips as she stares at her brother.

Da Eun loves to draw but there's a background to her story too. Her and Yoongi's parents are the top famous surgeons of the country. They're both very dedicated to their work. So they expect the same for their children too. They want them to become just as big doctors one day. Yoongi loves the line and he's such an excellent student, the star of his parents eyes who'll surely make his parents' dream come true.

As for Da Eun, she likes nothing that concerns medical stuff. She just wants to draw and be an artist one day. She's excellent in it. With right guidance, she'll achieve her goal but here's the thing. Her parents know about her passion in drawing and they condemn it to any length. Da Eun has a lot of stress because of this. She understands so less of science. Her parents and Yoongi try to take her out of this passion but she just can't, even after she tried a lot.

"Oh God! I'm not a child, Yoongi. I know what I'm doing. I was just drawing to refresh my mind. My grades show how much I'm studying or not. And you had that sorry piece of shit following me like a stalker or my fucking bodyguard?!"

"Neither is he your stalker, nor the bodyguard. He told me what he saw and I'm warning you, Da Eun. If I see you any near Jungkook, you're back into my apartment," Yoongi sounds angry too now.

"Unbelievable. That asshole. How dare he spy on me? I'll fucking k-"

"Enough. Don't act like a child. I don't have enough time, gotta go for my meeting," he looks at his watch.

No, Da Eun doesn't stop. She's still cursing her classmate and biggest enemy in here, under her breathe. I'm sure she'll do something and then end up regretting.I just sit there looking down at my bare legs.

" Hana, talk some sense into her. I believe in you being the right girl in her friends group, " he tells me and I look up at him.

Only if you knew...

"Sure," I give him a wobbly smile.

Yoongi ruffles Da Eun's hair lovingly as he says,"I hope you know I'm just protecting you."

She scoffs,"of course."

She's angry. She will be for a few minutes. I mean if I were her, I would've been pissed too.

Yoongi gives out another sigh before says his goodbye and leaves. Da Eun's attention comes to me. I look into her defeated eyes with fury in them. She's going to do some petty stuff, I just know it.

"Can you believe this? You should thank God you don't have an elder brother," she sighs.

I'm a single child and everyone is always jealous of the fact. I don't know if it's good or not but in my early adolescent years, I really hoped to have a sibling because there was no one to talk with me.

She sighs," Anyways, we should eat the cupcakes. That's what we're here for, right?"

She beams at me. One thing that surprises me about her is her mood shift. I don't know if this is her coping mechanism or just the way she is, but she has a control over her emotions. Either she just masks it up or is hust genuine with it, but this is the way she is.

I do nothing but smile at her.

"Also, are you OK at home now? Do you get scared now?" she asks me as she keeps the box on the bench in between us.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Nothing bothers me now," I answer her and the memories of what happened just before envades my mind again.

His hand on my throat, his leg between mine and his stare on my face. Oh holy mother, I don't think I'll ever recover from this, from him. Whatever Yoongi just said right now also makes my stomach churn. This is exciting but I'm too scared. He creates mess, and I don't want to be that.

"Also, do you know I saw Jungkook practicing today and he glanced at me," she squeals.

She had no effect of what her brother said to her. I chuckle at her behavior at first but then my smile dropped when I again thought of what happened just before.

The wave of what I'm doing to her washes over me.

You're the worst friend ever.

I know. I'm so terrible. What's even terrible is that even after knowing it all, I enjoyed what he did to me. I hope no one gets a friend like-

A loud gasp of Da Eun brings my attention to her. She's not looking at me. Her eyes are wide sparkling like she's looking at some galaxy full of stars, her full lips parted as they are tipped into a smile smile. She's looking somewhere behind me.

"Is he coming towards us?" she asks me. I have no idea who she's talking about.

An uneasy feeling settles in my stomach as I slowly look behind me. My heart drops as thousands of tingles erupts in my gut. My head spun for a second and my eyes blurs for a moment before I focus on the man who's indeed walking towards us.

Jungkook.

His eyes lock with mine right away. Sinister. Devilish. Dark as night orbs stare at me intensely.

I gulp and straighten my back involuntarily. My thighs close tightly building pressure in my center. Beads of sweat forms on my back as I again get reminded of the scene that happened a few moments back.

Didn't he tell me that he has something important to do? Then what is he doing here?

In a matter of seconds, he's right in front of us. I almost heard Da Eun squeal. Wasn't she just warned by her brother? Well, this is the last thing that matters for me right now.

With a side glance at me, he just passes by us. My eyes were only looking into his. His hair were pushed back like he just raked his hand through them. His eyes had no strand of his hair covering them. His one stare at me was so intense, I felt my core mewling and my throat almost whining.

What is happening to me?

"Damn, did you see?" Da Eun squeals again after I see Jungkook's back walking away from us. He doesn't look back, just looking at his front as he walks towards the volleyball ground.

Wasn't this his boxing time? Why volleyball suddenly?

Am I being delusional to think that he's here for me?

I look at my friend in hope that she'll say something like "did you see the way he looked at me?" but instead she said.

"Did you see the way he looked at you?"

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

Suddenly, my heartbeat accelerates at her question because yes, of course I saw it. I saw the burning desire and want in them. I saw the darkest irises boring into me claiming mine as his. Giving me a promise that whatever has just happened is just the starting. There's so much more to come.

My cheeks redden, hot blood roars in my ears and my legs start to shiver. I open my mouth to sat something but I couldn't. It's like I've been caught doing infidelity against my best friend. I gulp, my throat feeling as dry as some hottest desert.

"He's still looking at you," she looks to our side where he's near the court, talking to some men.

I shudder before I look at his direction. Dark eyes boring right into mine. Chills run down my spine. This guy scares the hell out of me, so much that I feel wetness between my legs. Is this some type of kink? And is this normal? Am I normal?

OH my holy mother, bless me, please!

"Can you like fuck him or something?" Da Eun speaks and I almost choke on my breathe.

"Huh?!" I ask her, even more shocked. My heartbeat as fast as rolling drums.

"I mean look at the way he looks at you, he's totally interested in you," she smirks at me.

"Are you crazy? You literally like the dude," I reason out.

"Yeah he's hot but a curfew is the last thing I want. Besides, he would never want me, I'm the sister of his biggest rival, you see that?" she rolls her eyes.

"And you're acknowledging that now?" I ask her, my face showing my confusion.

"I can totally see you two in certain position," she smirks wider.

"Oh God- What the hell is wrong with you?" I gasp out, my eyes wide. She always has her ways to turn any thing dirty.

"What? Don't tell me you don't want that either. I can already see the dripping tension," she wiggles her eyebrows.

"You know what? You need some medical support," I look at her, almost not believing her shipping me with Jungkook, literally out of nowhere.

She sighs, "Isn't it so boring? None of us has any spice in our lives. Like look at us we're in university!"

I nod at her words.

"See," she wiggles closer to me, "I can't date because of how overprotective Yoongi is, Jae is totally asexual as far as I think. It's you who's left. You're so gorgeous with such sexy body. Go get some dick, tell me filthy details about how it looks and feels."

I look at her as she scoots even closer to me with her puppy eyes boring into mine. What is wrong with people around me?

" And I hope you get with Jungkook. I really want to know his bed game. Like is he big? How he fucks? And everything! You'll tell me, right?" she grins at me.

"You're... Unbelievable," that's all I could say, except the fact that I can already tell all the questions she just asked me.

She laughs out at my disgusted expression, "I'm just kidding. Yoongi is right when he said that Jungkook is red flag of all red flags. And that's totally not your type, unlike me."

Yeah. Right.

"Ugh, leave it. Let's just eat!" she wiggles in her seat and I giggle at her adorable tactics.

I again look towards the court where he's still standing with other guys, talking about something. His mouth is moving, his expression is focused and I can see his raven hair flowing softly in the wind like some studio ghibli film. Under the soft sunlight, he's glowing. Prettier than any star. Prettier than any sin. His black t shirt clings to his taut body, the black tattoos of display like he's some gangster and the light blue jeans awoke a very filthy memory.

I gulp and just then his eyelids lift up to look at me. He clocks his one eyebrow up as he sees me already staring. This time I don't steal my gaze from him. He intrigues me yet scare me. I want to run away from him, stay as far away from him but he leaves me with literally no choice.

The real him is still away from my eyes but is it weird that I want to give this a try?

I sigh and look away from him.

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A little filler chapter. Turmoil of emotions ugh!

~Aster 🌸