You were entering the university campus, when you saw Taehyung approaching you. His smirk sent chills down your spine.

Quickly, you changed direction, pretending not to notice him. You didn't want to deal with his taunting again especially right now. Taehyung's steps quickened, the anger evident on his face. He was about to follow you when the bell rang, signaling the start of the first class.

Relief washed over you as you hurried to your lecture hall, grateful for the timely distraction.

Oblivious to Taehyung's presence, you walked through the halls of the university, lost in your own thoughts.

As the day progressed, Taehyung grew increasingly frustrated. He couldn't understand how you could pay him no attention, as if he was invisible. It was almost as if his bullying tactics had no effect on you. Determined to shake you out of your apathetic stance, he decided to take more drastic measures.

During the lunch break, as you were heading towards the cafeteria, Taehyung suddenly appeared in front of you, blocking your path. His face contorted into a stern expression, he grabbed your arms forcefully, dragging you towards the nearest staircase that led to the terrace.

Once on the terrace, Taehyung pushed you against the railing, trapping you between him and the edge. Fear coursed through your veins as you looked into his eyes.

"Enough is enough!" he growled, his tone laced with frustration. "I've tried everything to get a reaction out of you, but you keep ignoring me. But not anymore. You're going to see that I can't be ignored."

Fear and confusion swirled inside you. You looked straight into his eyes, your voice steady. "Whatever issues you have, they're not my concern."

His grip tightened on your arms, but you refused to waver. "Is that so?" he sneered. "Well, maybe it's time I made it your concern. You and I are going to have a little chat up here on the terrace."

"Let me go." you said trying to get away from him.

His grip tightened, and he pulled you closer, minimizing the space between your bodies to an inch. Just as the situation grew unbearable, Taehyung's phone shattered the tense silence.

With a frustrated huff, Taehyung released you, taking a step back. He grumbled, "You're lucky. But don't get too comfortable. This isn't over."

As Taehyung finished his call, he glanced down at you, a flash of guilt crossing his eyes. He quickly masked his emotions and turned to leave, leaving you alone on the terrace in your broken state.

Tears welled up in your eyes, and you felt a sense of relief mixed with confusion. Silently, you wiped away your tears and gathered the strength to continue on with your day.

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You trudged into the library, feeling a knot of anxiety tighten in your stomach. You had been avoiding him all day, hoping to escape his taunts and jibes. To make matters worse, you were absent from university yesterday, which you knew would have angered him even more.

As you made your way through the stacks of books, you couldn't shake off the fear of facing Taehyung. What if he decided to make your life even more miserable because you had ignored him?

Taehyung sat at a table in the corner, his eyes following your every move. You could feel his gaze burning into your back as you scrambled to gather the necessary materials. Why did he have to be your partner for this project, of all things?

Your heart pounded in your chest as you finally spotted Taehyung sitting at a table, flipping through a textbook. You took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to approach him. "Hello Sunbae," you said tentatively.

Taehyung looked up, his expression unreadable. "Oh, so you decided to show up after all," he said, his tone laced with sarcasm.

"Yeah, about that, I had some personal stuff to take care of."  you muttered, trying to keep your voice steady.

"If it isn't the little coward, you think you can just skip out on our project?" he sneered.

"I-I'm sorry for missing yesterday," you stammered, trying to keep your voice steady. 

Taehyung smirked, his eyes glinting with malice. "Were you just too scared to face me?" he taunted.

You forced a small smile, trying to keep the situation from escalating. "Let's just focus on the project, please," you urged.

He leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, I know we need to get it done. But first, you need to pay for ignoring me. I don't like being ignored."

You felt a cold shiver run down your spine as you met his eyes, gleaming with malice. "What do you want me to do?" you whispered, defeated.

Taehyung smirked, a cruel twist to his lips. " First you're going to finish this project with me, and you're going to do it my way. No more running, no more hiding. You're going to learn your lesson, one way or another."

He smirked, clearly enjoying the discomfort he was causing you. "I'll be back in a while. Make sure you have that project started by then."

You let out a shaky breath as he left, feeling the weight of his words hanging over you. With a heavy sigh, you turned your attention to the project in front of you, trying to focus despite the fear gnawing at you.

He sauntered out of the library, leaving you alone with the project you both had to complete. You let out a sigh, feeling a mix of fear and frustration.

Burying yourself in your notes. Exhaustion washed over you, and before you knew it, your head slumped onto the table as you drifted off into a light slumber.

When Taehyung returned, he found you slumped over the table, fast asleep with exhaustion. He couldn't help but notice the peaceful expression on your face, a stark contrast to the tense and guarded look you usually wore around him.

He gazed down at your sleeping form, noticing the way your hair fell delicately around your face. With a gentle touch, he brushed a stray strand behind your ear, his expression unreadable.

As he watched you sleep, a strange feeling tugged at his chest, one he couldn't quite place. For a moment, he forgot about his usual taunts and jibes, his attention solely on you and the hard work you had put into the project.

As you woke up, you felt someone's presence near you. Opening your eyes, you saw Taehyung leaning close, his eyes fixed on your face. You could see a hint of something unfamiliar in his expression.

"Had a nice nap, Sleeping Beauty?" he teased, but there was a softness in his voice that caught you off guard.

You blinked in confusion, unsure of what to make of this side of Taehyung. As you stirred, he averted his eyes, clearing his throat. "You were drooling on the table. Let's finish this project and get out of here."

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sleep. Did you need me to do something?" you stammered, feeling a mix of embarrassment and apprehension.

Taehyung shook his head, a faint smirk reappearing on his face. "Nah, just keep working on the project. I'll be here to supervise," he said, his tone teasing yet strangely devoid of malice this time.

The evening wore on, and eventually, the project was completed. Taehyung seemed somewhat impressed by your dedication, though he was quick to brush it off with a casual remark.

In the end, when the project was finally complete, Taehyung's demeanor softened slightly. "Not bad," he grumbled, a hint of grudging admiration in his voice. "I guess you're not completely useless."

As you gathered your things to leave, Taehyung leaned in close and whispered, "Remember, you're mine to bully whenever I please."

Finally, as you gathered your things to leave you inadvertently bumped into Jungkook and Yoora. 

Jungkook beamed at you, "Hey, how's it going?" You managed a small smile in return, relieved by the warmth in his voice. However, standing behind you, Taehyung's presence sent a chill down your spine.

"What are you guys up to?"

Taehyung shifted uncomfortably, clearly not anticipating this chance encounter. "Just finishing up a project," he replied tersely, eyes narrowing.

Yoora shot Taehyung a quick glance before turning her attention to you. "I hope it's going well," she said politely.

Taehyung's jaw clenched as he recognized Jungkook interacting with you. "Well what are you guys doing here?" he spat, his voice dripping with contempt.

Jungkook's easygoing demeanor didn't waver. "Just saying hi. You should try it sometime, Tae," he replied, a hint of amusement in his tone.

Taehyung scowled, clearly uncomfortable with the unexpected turn of events. "Whatever," he muttered before storming off, leaving you with Jungkook and Yoora.

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Taehyung lay down on his bed, lost in thought. Images of you and Jungkook laughing together flashed through his mind, causing an ache in his heart.

"Those two seem to be getting closer and closer," he murmured to himself. "They seem to understand each other so well."

"Why are they always together?" Taehyung muttered to himself, clenching his fists in frustration. "What's so special about Jungkook that she prefers his company over mine?"

As he scrolled through his phone, he came across a picture of you and Jungkook laughing together. His jaw clenched, and a scowl formed on his face. "They think they're so cool," he grumbled, feeling a sense of inadequacy creeping in.

Taehyung's phone buzzed with a message from Jungkook, asking if he wanted to hang out. He tossed his phone aside, the bitterness in his heart growing. "Why would I want to hang out with him and Y/n?" he scoffed, feeling a mix of anger and hurt.

"I have to figure out a way to separate them. I can't stand the sight of them being so close," Taehyung resolved, a devious plan forming in his mind. 

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You entered the university wishing for a better day without chaos. You were walking to your class, lost in your thoughts, when suddenly you felt a strong tug on your arm, pulling you into an empty classroom. Startled, you tried to scream, but a hand covered your mouth, muffling any sound you could make. Your heart raced as you struggled against the unknown person holding you.

"Shh, calm down," a voice whispered in your ear.

The person behind you slowly turned you around, and as you came face to face with them, your eyes widened in shock - it was Taehyung.

Taehyung smirked, his eyes filled with mischief as he towered over you. "Well, little miss perfect," he sneered, his tone dripping with malice.

You tried to push him away, but his grip tightened, his nails digging into your arms. "What do you want?" you managed to say, your voice coming out as a whisper.

"Oh, nothing much," he replied, a wicked glint in his eyes. "I just wanted to have a little chat with you, away from prying eyes."

"Listen," Taehyung's voice was urgent, his eyes searching yours. "Stay away from Jungkook. He's not someone you want to mess with."

Confusion clouded your mind as you furrowed your brows in disbelief. "Why?" you managed to whisper, your voice wavering slightly.

Taehyung's expression hardened as he struggled to find the right words. "I... I don't want you near him," he finally admitted.

"But why?" you insisted, your curiosity getting the better of you despite the fear looming in your chest.

Taehyung hesitated for a moment before speaking, his gaze avoiding yours. "Because... because I don't like it. It's better if you just listen to me and stay away."

Your mind raced with questions, trying to make sense of his sudden confrontation. "But Jungkook is my friend," you insisted, trying to stand your ground despite the fear creeping into your voice.

Taehyung's grip tightened on your arm, his eyes flashing with a mix of anger and frustration. "He's not good for you. Trust me, just stay away from him. It's for your own good."

With a mix of defiance and confusion, you finally mustered the courage to speak up. "I can make my own choices. Jungkook is my friend, and I won't stay away from him just because you say so."

How could he possibly explain that seeing you with Jungkook stirred an unsettling emotion within him that he couldn't quite comprehend? With a frustrated sigh, Taehyung pulled you closer to him, the proximity causing your heart to race in fear.

Leaning in close to your ear, he whispered with a menacing tone, "I don't want you near him. If you dare to defy me, I will make your life a living hell."

Your breath hitched as his threat hung heavy in the air, the gravity of the situation sinking in. Taehyung's grip tightened on your arm, his warning ringing in your ears as you nodded in reluctant agreement.

Taehyung held onto you for a moment longer before finally releasing you, his expression unreadable as he walked out of the classroom, leaving you alone with a whirlwind of emotions.

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