1st July, 2030 | 10:37 pm
C block, city park, Seoul.
KJS Academic dormitory
299 floor, ninth building
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It was a crazy place, if Hoseok is to say. But Suri didn't seem to mind, as she screamed on the top of her lungs-not that she was heard, thanks to the blusting music-before skipping farther into, Hoseok trailing behind.

The huge dining hall of the dorm was clean from any table or chair, turned into a disco for sharp witted rich kids. Hoseok feared if it was a great choice helping Suri come here yet again.

But as he had done it anyway,
he didn't want to be a thorn in the throat, so he let Suri roam around, while watching her from afar.

The most disturbing fact was, he didn't know if he could change into something boyish, as he was still acting as a girl. Not taking the risk if he's to fetch Suri to her house afterwards.

So he sat on one of the chairs in the back, still in 'her' colorful disguise. Lost in the thought of the event from earlier. Had his girl form somehow cought Yoongi's attention? What is he gonna do if it's what the fact is? They're doomed.

.......

"Chill, no need to get worried up guys, I finished the last part of the project alone, I was free anyway. So let loose, yay"

The other students sitting around her cheered along with her. The room was quite dark, party light flashing here and there. They sat on one of the round couches, comfy in their night wears. Suri was so confident to care if she seemed out of place wearing all several layers of cloths.

"Hey, Suri, have you heard of the new student, who was to come today?"

Elsa's voice had her thinking of that time when Taehyung was told to get and welcome the newbie.

"Oh, yes, Taehyung knows more about him probably"

"Really, Taehyung senpai met him already? I wonder if he's as handsome as him, I'd totally ship them then"

"Oh please Hanna, get yourself a life. Why are you always shipping handsome boys around you? I wonder one day someone will propose you and you'll just ship them with someone else"

At Mihyung's words the whole circle broke into a fit of laughter. Having Hanna-the ultimate straight girl of the Uni who is a sucker for gay couples-to grimace at them.

"Whatever, as I was saying, the proj-"

Suri couldn't complete as someone tapped on her shoulder, causing her to turn around, her smile instantly falling off her face, as she scowled at Jimin.

"What is it, uncle?"

Jimin closed his eyes shut, too dependant on her help to dare to roll his eyes.

"Hi Suri"

The said girl frowned at such smooth behavior. Any other day, and they would probably be scratching each other's skulls by now. At least Jimin should have called her snake, not Suri for sure.

"What is it that you got to get help from me with?"

Jimin made a offended face,

"How can you say that, Suri ssi? Do I come to you just when I need something? Am I that selfish in your eyes?"

"Well,-" she crossed her arms over her chest before continuing,
"No, you come to me when the fuck ever you want just to annoy me, but you act all good like this only when you get your fair share of interest, and about the second question, yes."

Jimin opened his mouth just to close it like a fish, before glancing at her back, from where her friends kept watching them like hawks.

"Can we talk please, I really need to talk to you. Just this once, promise"

Suri looked at him with narrowed and serious eyes, but however followed him once he started walking.

They were at the corner of the wild hall, as they were now kind of out of the sweaty loud mess.

"Spill"

"Look, I'll not elaborate, but I somehow had managed to make Taehyung unhappy with me. At some point where he fears my sole presence. Wha-"

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO HIM AGAIN?"

The girl yelled out in a hush tone as she grabbed the later's collar, bringing him close in a challenging manner. Her nerdy set of specks resting on the tip of her sharp nose.

"Listen to me, gurrl. Don't be so uptight. It not that serious, you know"

Suri huffed out and yanked her hands off the guy, frowning on her own.

She didn't like the boy, heck, she despised him. If not from his sole immature flirty demeanour already, she hated him for the fact that he was the one to make Taehyung's life miserable.

She might shut her mouth at Taehyung's request and suck it up for his safety, but she couldn't just forget Jimin was the one who brought them the blue file. The damn file which was the start of the mystery she still can't seem to break till today.

Her mouth itched to tell professor Kim about that night, her hands itched to punch the boy and probably get something out of his mouth, to confront him for his deed. But all she can do is to turn blind and act as if he wasn't the one who probably knew about what actually was wrong with the blue file and the things inside of it. He was the one to give it to her after all.

"Please, look Suri, I didn't mean any harm to my Tae, I would never"

"Oh shut up. You already did enough"

"Eh? When? Never have I hurt him by any means. At least not in my consent. Believe me. Please help me finding a way to seek forgiveness for the mistake I have done"

"Look, I am not helping you. Leave Taehyung alone. You've make him suffer enough with your shits"

Jimin ran and stopped her by standing infront, once she tried to leave.

"Oh, please Suri. You can do this much for your friend"

"Friend? Who? You're not one for sure. Fuck off bro"

"Hey, why you hate me so much?"

Jimin yelled out as the girl was sprinting off. She stopped on her track, looking over her shoulder as she muttered them aloud and clear, so the noise would not get it died down.

"Ask it yourself, bitch"

Jimin scoffed at her choice of words, nodding in self communication.

"Well, I see it's this way then. Good for you, snake. I'll cover it on my own. You can fuck yourself. You are off no use anyway. You are jealous of me, I know"

Jimin yelled and stared at the back as it disappeared in the crowd.

........

Jungkook was on his own, all over again.

He sat on one of the chairs on the back, fingers busy typing in his phone. He had moved to this country has been few hours anyway. His previous friends from over seas were all texting him at a time, making him sigh as he replied each one.

He frowned as he received a message from his father. Not that he didn't love him. But he wasn't very fond of the man's moral and view of life either.

Mainly because of the fact that he totally destroyed his mother's bright career in the name of discrimination.

He'd call it that.

Cause his mother, Kriti Shannon was a successful practising scientist in one of the most famous invention center in Asia, working on a big and unconventional project, soon to be member of The Teal.
But thanks to his father, she was manipulated into being a housewife instead, while being pregnant with Jungkook that time.

So in simple words he didn't like the man that much.

Mr. Jeon
Kook, how is it all going. All good? Nothing is disturbing you, right? If there's any issue, just let me know. Okay? Remember, now you're not alone anymore. Me and your mom is one phone call away from you, okay?
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Kook
All good. Everything's okay. Thanks-|

All good. Everything's okay. Thank-|

All good. Everything's okay. Thank you, fath-|

All good. Everything's okay. Thank you.
Sent.
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Jungkook didn't feel comfortable with his father for the impression he had created infront of Jungkook. His mom was an South Asian, she was from India, and his father is from Korea. So it makes him mixed Asian if it made sense.

He was lost into his thoughts was when a voice spoke up beside him, Jimin plopping on the chair right beside him as the girl sitting on the chair next of it yelped in surprise.

"Sorry, hehe"

Jimin looked at him this time, and again spoke up,

"Hey, Jungkook, Taehyung didn't come?"

"Oh, Taetae hyung? I don't know actually why he changed his mind suddenly. But there he was getting ready, then he suddenly didn't want to come anymore."

Jimin pouted, thinking of the reason being he himself.

"Whatever, forget it. He probably had a stomach ache.

So, you said you are a student of engineering section. Which one?"

Jungkook enthusiastically smiled

"Electrical. You?"

"Same. Which year? I am fourth by the way"

"Oh, I am second. I was studying in UK. But had to come back for an argent reason. So I was admitted in a broken year."

"Oh, good"
They smiled at each other before Jimin was again speaking.

"He studies genetic engineering, you know, Taehyung"

"Oh, then we three, all of us are studying engineering? Wow. We can make great friends then"

At his words, Jimin gave him his infamous eye smile, before offering him a hand.

"Friends then, kookie"

Jungkook gladly took it, replying in a friendly manner,
"Friends, chimin"

"You need to get your Korean polished, you know. It isn't chimin, it's J....J....as to...Jimin"

"Oh, pardon my Korean. Hehe"

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1st July, 2030 | 10:30 pm
C block, city park, Seoul.
KJS Academic dormitory
235 floor, third building
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The blue piece of cloth was flying around as a continuous string of wind slashed through the window. Taehyung stood before the opened window, on the edge of it. Anyone seeing him in such vulnerable position and risky place would freak out. But no one was here anyway.

He tried his best not to give in, not to do what each blood vessel running in his veins insisted him to do. He tried his best. However he has lost each time anyway. He knew he will, yet again.

He became a slave to this thing, since the very first day it had taken over his DNA, turning him into something he never believed would exist. He turned into an animal without any self restrain. So he must treat himself like one. He should be kept caged, far from the human colony. But what was he doing? Hiding his identity for his own selfish reasons, in the name of saving himself in this cruel world, and risking human race. It isn't in any way fair for people, he knows, nor it is for him. Cause, in the end of the day, he didn't ask for it, right?

A painful gasp left his lucius lips, as he stumbled on his knees, clutching the wall, as he saw the night street of Seoul under his fit that was hanging and swinging side to side from the opened window of 235th floor of the 300 storied building.

The giant shadow forming over his thighs and the weight tugging him backwards informed him that it happened yet again.

He lost yet again.

He is useless and pathetic, he knows.

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