Y/n POV

"Jia!"

"Huh? Oh! Hello Y/n. Good morning" she wished me while bowing.

"Morning Jia. Uh I was thinking maybe do you have my notes from yesterday? I couldn't find it anywhere" I explained her. She thought for awhile and clicked her fingers.

"Oh yeah! I've kept it on your desk I suppose. I didn't find you after the dance classes so I just kept it there" she said. I widened my eyes, thinking of all the possibilities that could happen to my book.

"Thanks Jia!" I said and I ran out of the cafe, straight towards my desk in my class.

Chatters of girls were heard which made me stop abruptly. Turning around to get a glance I raised my eyebrows at Michelle and her minions who were already staring at me up and down menacingly.

"Good luck figuring out your book genius. Ciao!" she said and turned on her heel, leaving the corridor with a sharp turn.

"Ugh! This b" I stomped my feet angrily. Still, I had to collect my book.

I rolled my eyes in anger as I saw all the pages with my handwriting torn off from the book like it was a beast's work. I felt my eyes sting as I walked towards my desk. Opening the book I was welcomed with crude words written all over in bright scarlet sketch and a skeptical font.

'Bitch'

'Slut'

'Whore'

Wow, all of her synonyms are used in this. I bit my lip angrily, wanting to clap her back ten fold, but I held myself back.

You can't afford to get yourself to disqualify if you've gotten this far Y/n.

And I really want to win this title, no matter what. All I have to do is be patient. But first, I should let my friends know about this.

"Hobi!" I called him out and he smiles brightly at me.

"Hi again haha! Grab something, I'll wait for you" he said sweetly, mentioning me to grab some snacks from the counter but I waved it off.

"I'm not hungry but thanks Hobi" I smiled at him, but he looked at me skeptically.

"I'm okay! Really" I exclaimed. He laughed it off and I followed him to our table.

"Hey baby" Jungkook bragged, clearly to annoy Jimin. Smirking a little, I sat on his lap, kissing his cheek with an exaggerated 'mwuah' sound.

"Oh well- hey what's this in your hand?" Jungkook snatched the worn out book from my hand and opened it. It had to be informed to them anyhow, so I sat on his lap quietly.

"What the fuck" he cursed under his breath.

"Huh?" Taehyung, who was beside Jungkook snatched the book and read every page.

Though I was calm, I could feel the dark flames of anger radiating from Jungkook. A menacing darkness filled in his orbs as he turned to face me.

"Just say yes Y/n. You don't have to tell me who this person was" he said, referring to my bitter enemy Michelle.

A sigh leaves my lips as I hold his face in my palms.

"Jungkook. Do you remember anything we talked about Michelle or about her nonsense? I don't want you to get disqualified from this competition Kookie, understand." I said, kissing his nose sweetly. He was about to speak something when Taehyung beat him to it.

"This is getting barbarous Y/n. She needs to be taught a lesson, trust me" Taehyung had his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose as he spoke.

The whole table was awfully quiet because of the issue, and I don't like it.

"Guys, don't you think it's her job to get me disqualified? She always has the need to pull my leg, since years" I explained. All eyes narrowed down onto me at the end of the sentence.

I think it's time they know this little secret of mine...

"Michelle and I used to go to the same high school in England. She was the only American ass there" I said.

"And we weren't enlightened of this fact. Great" Jungkook said in a dark voice, circling his hands around me tightly. In one spectacular move, I am yanked away from his lap and immediately he makes a run for the door of the cafeteria.

"What just happened... OH shit...JUNGKOOK WAIT!" My voice echoes throughout as if we were in a cave. I know he's going after Michelle but...damn my short height!

"Jungkook stop!" I saw him entering a room and at his commanding yell, few of the many students of the class run out almost instantly after his entry. I make a run for it, fighting against him as he attempts to close the door.

"God stop being so aggressive you asshole!" with this said, he heaves heavily and let's me in.

"Oh my savior! Help me from this beast" she says maniacally. I roll my eyes almost allowing him to beat the shit out of her and the others.

"Jungkook she's just provoking us. Let me deal with this, please" his gaze softens as he looks me in the eyes, stepping back a little.

"Michelle. Whatever is your goal, it is only going to lead you to your downfall. Please leave us alone. And for the simplest fact, you'll get disqualified" I pressed on the major point. I guess I really have the tables turned now. Her face drains in colour, as if I hit the bull's eye and make her realise that the competition has some peculiar rules.

But hey, it's Michelle the b.

"I don't care Y/n. Jungkook is mine, and mine only" I find it hard to handle his anger as Jungkook growls and takes a dangerous step towards her, my hands blocking his chest to go any further.

"I love your persona, my Prince. Such a bad guy, arrogant and oh that power which envelops your whole being" she starts rambling incoherently. I look up to his face as he stops fighting me, his lips contouring up into a wicked smirk.

"Let's go Y/n. I'm done here" he says, throwing us all in a pit of confusion. I simply let him drag me out of the door and him informing our friends about something and us flinging out of the college just happens to go by in a blur for me.

In fact, everything was blank in my mind after he drove straight towards the palace.

"It's about time I use my princely powers..."

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