You went into your class and sat on your seat, pulling out your notebook and pen to start working on your notes.

As you focused on your work, you noticed movement out of the corner of your eye. Glancing up, you saw a girl making her way towards your side. She had a beaming smile on her face, and you couldn't help but be curious about what had made her so joyous.

Just as you were about to dive into your work, a figure appeared at your side. You looked up to find a girl standing beside you, her eyes sparkling with excitement. All the other seats in the classroom were occupied, leaving her with no choice but to sit beside you.

"Hi!" the girl exclaimed, unable to contain her joy. "It's you! I can't believe we're in the same class!"

Confusion washed over you as you took a closer look at her. And suddenly, it clicked - she was the same girl you had seen a few days ago, the one who had caught your eye with her vibrant personality.

Realizing she was waiting for a response, you quickly gathered your thoughts and introduced yourself. "Hey, I'm Y/n Nice to meet you."

With a radiant smile, she extended her hand and replied, "I'm Yoora. I'm so glad we finally got a chance to connect!"

Yoora's eyes sparkled with eagerness as she leaned towards you, considering something. "Hey, I was wondering... Do you want to be friends? You seem like someone I'd enjoy spending time with."

Her sincerity touched your heart, and you couldn't help but reciprocate her excitement. "Absolutely! I would love to be friends, Yoora. But how did you recognize me? We've barely spoken before."

Yoora giggled, a spark of mischievousness in her eyes. "Well, I have a good memory, and besides, you caught my attention that day. I knew I had to befriend you."

You chuckled, feeling both flattered and intrigued. "Well, I'm glad you did. I could have new friend."

"Well, my brother and his friends also study in the same university. They're in their second year now. I've been hearing about all the fun and adventures they have here."

"That's cool." you replied.

Yoora's eyes lit up at the idea of introducing you to her brother's group. "Yes, definitely! I'm sure they'd love to meet you. They are a bunch of crazy, fun-loving guys."

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Your class ended, and as you made your way towards your locker, you couldn't help but frown. Usually, there was always someone present, laughing or chatting by their lockers. But today, it seemed unusually deserted. You sighed and decided to focus on getting your books instead.

As you reached your locker and started to open it, something caught your attention. There, tucked between two textbooks, was a crumpled piece of paper. Intrigued, you cautiously picked it up and unfolded it. Your eyes widened as you read the words written in bold letters: "NEXT TARGET."

Your heart skipped a beat. What did this mean? Was it some sort of sick joke? Or worse, could it be from Taehyung, the one who bullies everyone here. The possibility of being his next target sent a surge of panic through your system.

Fear crept into your mind as you contemplated the possibilities, you glanced around, desperately searching for any sign of who could have left the note.

Unbeknownst to you, Taehyung, with a sinister grin etched across his face, took a step closer towards you. He had placed the note in your locker, relishing the impending chaos he was about to unleash. His presence loomed behind you, yet you remained oblivious, focused on deciphering the cryptic message you held.

"Looks like someone found my little surprise," Taehyung said, his voice dripping with malicious amusement. You jumped at the sudden sound, turning to face him. Your eyes widened with a mixture of shock and fear as his wicked smirk came into view.

"What do you want from me?" you managed to stammer, your voice trembling. The fear in your voice only fueled his sadistic pleasure.

"Just a little fun," he replied, his voice laced with venom.

Your heart pounded in your chest as panic consumed you. The hallway seemed to close in, trapping you with the bully standing before you. You tried to muster up the courage to stand up to him, but your voice came out weak and shaky.

"Leave me alone. You don't have to do this," you pleaded, desperately hoping he would have a change of heart.

Taehyung sneered, his eyes glinting with a mixture of malice and satisfaction. "Oh, but I do," he replied, taking a menacing step forward.

"Just wanted to remind you of your place in this school. You're nothing. A nobody. And I suggest you tread carefully from now on."

His words stung. Deep down, though, you couldn't deny the fear that gnawed at your insides. You knew that Taehyung had the power to make your life miserable, and this note was just the beginning.

Your voice quivering as you replied, "What is this about? Why are you targeting me?"

A wicked grin adorned Taehyung's face as he reveled in your fear. "It's simple, really," he replied, his tone oozing with superiority. "You've been in my way, and I didn't liked it."

Confusion mingled with anger surged through your veins. "But I haven't done anything to you! Why can't we just coexist?"

Taehyung's laugh echoed through the corridor, sending a chill down your spine. "Coexist? That's not how the world works, loser. There can only be one at the top, and it's going to be me. Consider yourself warned."

"You can't just go around tormenting people," you pleaded, your voice shaking but determined.

His poker face replaced with a wicked grin. "Well then, my dear, let the games begin. Let's see if your feeble attempts can withstand my wrath."

And with a final glint, Taehyung turned and disappeared, leaving you alone.

Your heart raced in fear as you realized you were Taehyung's next target. The mere thought of being caught in his crosshairs sent a chill down your spine. You desperately wanted to complain, but you knew deep down that it would be useless. What if he retaliated and threw you out of the university?

You couldn't bear the thought of losing your place at the institution. It was your only sanctuary, the one place you could escape to from the troubles of your personal life. You didn't have anywhere else to go. Your uncle and aunt had already made it clear that they considered you a burden, leaving you with no option of seeking refuge in their home.

So, you made a decision - to obey Taehyung. It seemed like the only way to ensure your place in the university. It was an evil choice, but it felt like it was the only choice left.

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You sat alone in the bustling university cafeteria, absently twirling a pen in your hand as you stared at the paper clutched between your fingers. Scrawled in bold, black letters were the words "Next Target" Your heart sank as you reread the ominous message, knowing all too well what it meant.

Just then, a soft voice pulled you from your thoughts. Looking up, you saw a petite girl with kind eyes standing in front of you. She spoke hesitantly, "I'm sorry, but I overheard Taehyung mentioning your name. You're his next target."

Your shoulders slumped as you nodded in resignation. Sighing, you replied, "Yeah, I know. There's nothing I can do about it."

The girl must have noticed your defeated expression because she continued, "Taehyung doesn't hold back when he sets his sights on someone. He once got a boy expelled from the university just because he complained about him."

You sighed, running a hand through your hair in frustration. It seemed like there was no way to escape Taehyung's wrath once he marked you as his target. "What do you suggest I do?" you asked, your voice laced with uncertainty.

The girl bit her lip, thinking for a moment before responding, "I wish there was an easy answer, but there isn't. Just stay under the radar, avoid any confrontation with him if possible. Don't give him any reason to escalate things."

Her warning sent a shiver down your spine. Taehyung's power seemed to know no bounds, and you felt a sense of helplessness wash over you. How could you possibly stand up to someone so cruel and vindictive?

Your heart sank even further, realizing the gravity of the situation. "I don't know how to handle this. I've never even interacted with him."

She reached out and placed a comforting hand on your arm. "Just be careful. Stick with friends, avoid being alone. Maybe he'll lose interest if he doesn't find you an easy target."

You nodded, feeling a sense of dread wash over you. It seemed like there was no way out of this situation. Taehyung's reign of terror was well-known throughout the university and crossing him was never a good idea.

As you sat there contemplating your unfortunate fate, the girl offered some advice, "Just be careful, okay? Try to stay under the radar as much as possible."

You nodded, grateful for her advice. "Thank you for warning me. I'll try to stay safe."

As she got up to leave, she glanced back at you. "Good luck. I hope you make it through unscathed."

You watched her go, a sense of unease settling in your stomach. 

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