"Jenndukie", I yelled as I saw Jennie. It had been a long time since I had been to class and seeing this girl made me so happy.

"Nana", she yelled, taking me into an embrace. "I missed you so much. Are you attending again?"

"I am", I replied.

"Don't tell me you listened to Professor Kim and actually wrote the book 10 times"

"I had no choice", I said recalling the incident and also the bitter memory of him tossing my work into trash.

"Shit", Jennie was surprised. "He is a little extreme, isn't he?"

"Jennie, kid - look. If you get me started, you are gonna have to listen to me bitch about him for hours. So it's best you don't say things like these and get me riled up. Because my blood boils everytime someone mentions him"

Jennie giggled. "Okay I won't. Now, we don't want little Miss Nana here to go to hell for throwing hands on Professor Kim do we?"

"Hell?", I asked confused.

"Yeah prison. Prison is like hell, isn't it. I am sure it is not a very nice place", she replied.

"I will go to heaven", I replied cockily. "He must have probably done so many people wrong, I would avenge all of them and give rest to their wandering souls seeking for vendetta. Definitely heaven", I said stomping my fist on the desk.

"I am not so sure about that", Jennie muttered under her breath but I didn't quite catch that.

The door opened and in walked the so called devil. Clutching his usual book and a diary, his assistant followed behind with a thick stack of papers.

"Looks like he evaluated our assignment", Jennie commented.

Mingyu his assistant walked around the class as he distributed the papers. Jennie grabbed hers as I looked at her grade.

A- : that was impressive. But I definitely put in much more effort than she did. Maybe he was impressed with how well I had analyzed the work and decided to give me an A or better, an A+

"Kang Nana", Mingyu called out for my name and I raised my hand slightly. "Here"

He handed me my paper. I had butterflies in my stomach as I anticipated my grade. The smile on my face fell as soon as I saw it.

C -

Not even C or C+ . He gave me a C- for an assignment which I knew I had written quite brilliantly. I looked at Jennie who was looking at me shocked.

"How is it even possible", she murmured. "You probably put in more effort than the entire class combined. I read your analysis myself - something must be wrong. He probably got confused and gave you this grade.

"Both me and you know Jennie that is not the case. And everyone in this class knows about how much he hates me. I am glad it isn't an F at least. Brave of me to assume he would like this and score me well"

Taehyung who was writing something on the board stopped for a second as he heard this conversation. He was interrupted by Mingyu asking him something which took over his attention.

Class ended as usual. Surprisingly I hadn't been pointed out or asked to answer even once. So it was a relatively better class.

I walked past the Nami and her group until I heard them brag about their grades. "Professor Kim can recognize talent when he sees one. Look, he gave me an A", she said waving her paper in the air.

What the actual fuck. I don't mind getting a C. But that Bitch Nami getting a grade higher than me and that too an A ! BITCH NEVER.

"Give it to me", I snatched it from her hand as I read through the paper and my eyes widened.

"The fuck this is just a compilation of the reviews on Amazon", I yelled. "You literally put what people reviewed into a paper, added some conjugations and made a fucking analysis report of it"

"What are you saying", she panicked as people around looked at it. "I wrote this myself"

"I bet your ass you did when you cannot even differentiate between your and you're. Piss of Barbie, we both know you didn't write this"

With her paper still in my tow, I headed straight out of the class and to Taehyung's office. Without even knocking I barged in. He looked at me with an eyebrow raised and I slammed the papers in front of him.

"This is not done. You cannot give me a C- while you give Nami an A for plagiarizing this shit of amazon reviews"

"Well Miss Nana. I am the professor. If I want to grade her report an A, I will", he replied.

"That is not right. I put in effort. She copied from a retail site. Not even a literary site. She wrote what people reviewed about this book and put it together. This isn't even an analysis. She wrote a book review. How can you give this an A?"

"My life my rules. My course my grades", he shrugged his shoulders.

"Then change mine. You and I both know this report is not a C- . It is much more than that. You cannot grade me so low based on your grudges"

"I am not changing the grade. This is final. You can either accept it or well..", he leaned back in his chair. "Not accept it. Both ways, I don't care"

I stood there fighting tears. My hands were shaking. I had enough of this drama and it was now getting too much for me.

"THIS IS NOT RIGHT", I yelled. Taehyung was taken aback as he saw the girl in front of him raise her voice, tears rolling down her eyes. "I WORKED FOR THIS. I WORKED MY ASS OF WRITING THIS REPORT. I PUT IN EFFORT. I SPENT HOURS AT THE LIBRARY READING ANALYSIS REPORTS SO I COULD WRITE ONE MYSELF. I TALKED TO LITERATURE COLUMNISTS AND PULLED ALL NIGHTERS JUST TO GET THIS DONE. HOW CAN YOU JUST THROW ALL MY EFFORT DOWN THE DRAIN? YOU ARE THE WORST PROFESSOR EVER", I screamed my lungs out before grabbing my report and dashing out of the class.

Just as I left, my legs felt like Jelly and I collapsed by the wall. Curling my legs near me, I put my head in between my palms as I cried.

Taehyung sat frozen. All that he just heard - guilt was taking over him. A distinct set of sounds took over him. As he closed his eyes, he could hear her sobbing and crying outside which just made him feel even worse about this.

———•••———

Jungkook sighed as he walked through the streets. Taehyung had been annoying his ass of with his requests and orders and he was really considering going back to hell.

When Taehyung was banished from Heaven, Jungkook was the only one who had stood up for him and vowed to go wherever he did. Jungkook considered him an older brother, his family. Even though Taehyung was supposed to be his master, never had in his life he been treated like a servant. Tae played a huge role in Jungkook's life and for him, he risked it all and blindly followed him out of heaven.

He tightened his coat slightly before making way to Taehyung's apartment when he suddenly felt a presence behind him.

He stopped as he turned back but there was no one. Hesitantly he stared walking until he heard the footsteps again. He paused, sure that someone was indeed following him. With a swift turn he looked back just to be met with an emptiness.

He was perplexed but turned ahead only to be face to face with someone he despised more than there was hate in this world.

"Long time no see Jungkook", a familiar deep voice said.

James.

His eyes widened. "James...", an almost inaudible gasp left his mouth.

"What are you doing here?", the younger asked taking a few steps back.

"Oh I saw you and decided I might exchange pleasantries. After all it has been a long time since we met, isn't it?"

"What do you want James", Jungkook's body trembled, a series of dangerous thoughts in his mind. James was powerful, powerful enough to end him with a snap of his finger. He had to be cautious to not do anything to make him angry.

"Ah, well I just came to give a message"

"What message?", Jungkook furrowed his brows in confusion.

"Tell that dear brother of mine that I am back, more powerful than ever and that I shall reclaim what is rightfully mine - hell"

Jungkook's eyes widened as he a shiver went down his spine. But before he could do or say anything, there was a sharp pain in his head as his vision started getting cloudy. He felt his legs give up on him and he tumbled to the ground, wriggling in pain, his eyes closing involuntary as the last thing he saw was a smirking James looking at him.