"Oh my God, Y/N! I can't believe it-you have brothers! And not just any brothers-seven of them!" Sarah exclaimed dramatically, her voice loud enough to draw attention from nearby tables in the canteen.

Y/N pinched the bridge of her nose, letting out a deep sigh as she looked at her overly dramatic best friend. "You didn't believe me before, and now you're acting like this? Can you tone it down a bit?" she said, clearly done with Sarah's antics.

"Of course, I trust you now!" Sarah shot back, placing a hand over her heart as if she was swearing an oath. "I always trusted my best friend."

Y/N raised an eyebrow at her, unimpressed. "Oh, really? I had lost my trust when you said I was hallucinating. Hypocrite much?"

Sarah laughed nervously, waving her hand dismissively. "Hey, hey, I was just trying to make sense of your crazy story at the time!"

Y/N scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Sure you were." She took a sip of her drink before glaring at Sarah. "Anyway, now that you finally believe me, can we move on from the whole 'seven brothers' topic? You're making a big deal out of nothing."

But Sarah wasn't ready to drop it just yet. "Big deal? BIG DEAL? Y/N, you have seven drop-dead gorgeous brothers! It's like grapes in the hands of a monkey."

Y/N froze mid-bite, her eyes widening in disbelief. Slowly, she turned to Sarah, narrowing her eyes. "Hold up. Are you calling me a monkey?"

Sarah's eyes widened in panic as she realized her slip-up. "What? No! Of course not!" she stammered, waving her hands as if to erase what she had just said. "I was just... using a metaphor, you know? Grapes, monkey, random stuff. Don't read too much into it."

Y/N folded her arms, glaring at her. "Right. Very convincing."

Desperate to change the topic, Sarah leaned closer, her tone suddenly turning cheeky. "Speaking of your brothers, where are they, by the way?"

Y/N gave her a suspicious look. "Why are you so interested? Something's not adding up here."

Sarah bit her lip before grinning sheepishly. "I might... have a tiny crush on one of them."

Y/N groaned, covering her face with her hands. "Oh, no. Please don't tell me it's who I think it is."

Sarah's grin widened, her cheeks turning pink. "It's Taehyung."

Y/N shot her a deadpan look, dropping her hands. "Sarah. Seriously?"

Sarah clasped her hands together as if pleading. "I mean, can you blame me? Have you seen him? He's like a Greek god or something! I think it was love at first sight."

Y/N shook her head, her expression a mix of exasperation and disbelief. "First of all, no. Second, absolutely not. Taehyung is not a 'Greek god.' He's an actual menace who will eat you alive."

Sarah wiggled her eyebrows mischievously. "Honestly? Worth it."

Y/N groaned louder, grabbing her tray and standing up. "I'm done with this conversation."

But Sarah wasn't done. She followed Y/N, her tone still playful. "Come on, Y/N! Be a good best friend and set us up. Pretty please?"

Y/N glared at her over her shoulder. "If you value your life, Sarah, stay far, far away from him."

Sarah pouted dramatically. "You're no fun!"

Y/N sighed heavily, muttering under her breath. "Why me?"

Y/N turned around, her mind still spinning from Sarah's teasing, when-

BAM!
she suddenly collided with something hard.

A sharp gasp escaped Sarah's lips as Y/N stumbled back, rubbing her forehead. She blinked a few times, trying to clear her head, and then locked eyes with the person she'd just run into.

There, standing like a brick wall, was Enzo. A smirk played on his lips as he watched her, clearly amused by the collision.

Y/N narrowed her eyes, instinctively rubbing her forehead, still irritated from the impact. "Are you just going to stand there like a wall, or do you have eyes?" she snapped, her words sharp despite the nervous flutter in her stomach.

Enzo's smirk only deepened as he didn't move, still blocking her path. Y/N sighed, stepping to the side to walk past him, but just as she moved, she felt a firm grip on her wrist.

She turned in surprise, her eyes narrowing at the grip, only to find Enzo's hand tightly holding her wrist.
His smirk hadn't faltered, and he looked at her with an almost teasing glint in his eyes.

"Not so fast," he murmured, pulling her closer, his strength unyielding. Y/N's breath hitched as she tried to pull back, but his grip was too strong.
She was forced to face him, her heart racing.

The canteen had fallen silent, everyone watching, but Y/N couldn't bring herself to care about the eyes on them. "What the hell is your problem?" she demanded, her voice shaking slightly despite her best effort to sound strong.

Enzo studied her face for a moment, his expression shifting slightly to something more intense, though still calm. "Don't speak to me like that again, pretty face," he said, his voice low but carrying a hint of warning.

Y/N froze, her throat tightening as she tried to understand his words.

But before she could react, Enzo's gaze flicked to a lock of her hair that had fallen in front of her face.

Without warning, he raised his hand to gently push it behind her ear, but just as his fingers neared her face, something happened.

Wham!

Enzo stumbled back, his hand instinctively reaching up to his face as he cursed under his breath. Blood trickled from his lip, staining his teeth red.

He blinked, shocked by the sudden blow, and looked up to see Taehyung standing over him, fury radiating from his every muscle.

Y/N's breath caught in her throat, and before she could even react, she felt herself being yanked backward.

Her wrist was grabbed firmly, and she turned to see Jungkook pulling her away from the chaos. Her heart raced, and she blinked in confusion, still processing what had just happened.

Meanwhile, Taehyung was seething, his chest heaving with barely contained rage. "How dare you touch my sister?" he growled, his voice like ice as it sliced through the tension in the room.

Enzo wiped the blood from his lip, his smirk never faltering. "By my hand, should I do it again?" he taunted, looking at Taehyung with an arrogant gleam in his eyes.

Before Taehyung could lunge at him again, Jimin stepped forward, blocking his path. His back was to Taehyung as he spoke, his voice cold and deadly. "You touch her again, and the consequences will be worse than you can imagine," Jimin warned, his tone brokering no argument.

Jungkook, standing just behind Y/N, added with a deadly calm that sent shivers down her spine. "Not just Enzo," he said, his voice carrying an icy undertone, "but any guy who dares to mess with her. They'll have to answer to us."

The students around them were visibly shaken, murmuring among themselves, unable to fathom what was unfolding before them.

The air seemed thick with a dangerous energy, one that made it clear that these were not ordinary students. The tension was so thick it was almost palpable.

Y/N stood frozen, her heart still racing as she processed the sudden shift. Her brothers, who had been distant and unapproachable, were now openly claiming her, asserting their dominance in a way she hadn't expected.

"What the hell is going on?" Y/N muttered under her breath, unable to fully comprehend the situation.

Jungkook gave a final, icy glare to Enzo, who was still on the floor, his face twisted in a mixture of anger and disbelief. "Stay away from her," Jungkook said, his voice like a silent command.

Without another word, Jungkook grabbed Y/N's wrist, pulling her along as he began walking toward the exit. Taehyung and Jimin followed closely behind, their expressions dark and angry.

Sarah, trailing behind, glanced at Enzo with an apologetic look before quickly turning her attention back to Y/N.

Enzo watched them leave, the smirk fading slightly from his face, his lips still bleeding. He slowly rose to his feet, wiping the blood from his lip, and muttered under his breath, " We will cross again, pretty face. "

The smirk returned to his lips as he made up his mind-he would cross paths with her again, no matter what.
The canteen was left in stunned silence as everyone processed the scene.

Meanwhile, Y/N was still trying to process the whirlwind of emotions and events. Her brothers had claimed her, but what did that really mean? Why were they so protective now?

She was left with more questions than answers, feeling more confused than ever.

Y/N's mind was spinning. What had just happened? Why were her brothers acting like this? She had no idea what to make of their sudden possessiveness?

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Y/N yanked her wrist free from Jungkook’s tight grip, stopping abruptly in the hallway. Her sudden movement caused Jungkook to halt, and Taehyung and Jimin, who were walking closely behind, also came to an uneasy stop.

Turning to face them, her chest rising and falling heavily, Y/N fixed her brothers with a piercing, questioning look.

“What is wrong with you all?” she demanded, her voice trembling, yet firm.

Jimin crossed his arms and responded nonchalantly, “Nothing’s wrong.”

Y/N scoffed in disbelief, shaking her head as anger bubbled within her. “Nothing’s wrong? First, you barged into my class announcing to everyone that I’m your sister, and then this whole… scene in the canteen. Did you forget that you’ve all made it very clear that you don’t consider me your sister?!” Her voice cracked slightly at the end, betraying the pain beneath her frustration.

Jungkook’s jaw tightened, his usual playful demeanor replaced by something cold and harsh. He stepped closer, towering over her as his sharp gaze pinned her in place. “Don’t get any ideas, Y/N,” he hissed. “I have no desire to claim you as my sister. It’s only because of our father that I have to pretend to care. Otherwise, I wouldn’t even look in your direction.”

His words hit Y/N like a slap across the face, but before she could recover, Taehyung’s venomous voice joined in. “Let me make one thing clear,” he sneered. “I neither like your presence nor want it. None of us do. But unfortunately, because of this disgusting blood relation we share, we’re stuck with you.”

Jimin remained silent, his expression unreadable, while Sarah stood to the side, her mouth slightly agape, utterly stunned by the cruelty of their words.

Y/N felt the lump in her throat grow, her vision blurring with unshed tears. Her lips trembled as she stared at her brothers, her heart aching at the rejection she had grown used to but had never stopped hurting from.

Finally, she pushed Jungkook aside with trembling hands, her voice barely above a whisper. “I hate you.”

Before anyone could react, Y/N turned and bolted down the hallway, her steps echoing as she ran.

“Y/N!” Sarah called after her, her voice filled with worry, but Y/N didn’t stop. She disappeared around the corner, leaving a heavy silence in her wake.

Sarah turned to the brothers, her concern quickly replaced by anger as she glared at Taehyung. “You went too far,” she snapped.

Taehyung arched a brow, unfazed. “This is none of your business.”

Sarah’s eyes narrowed as she crossed her arms. “It is my business. Y/N is my friend, and friends stand up for each other.”

Taehyung’s lips curled into a smirk, but his voice was ice-cold. “Friend, huh? Well, she’s not family. So stay out of it.”

That was the last straw. Sarah jabbed her finger at his chest, her eyes blazing with fury. “You’re such a dick.” She paused, then added pointedly, “A handsome dick. But still a dick.”

Before Taehyung could respond, Sarah stormed past him, brushing his shoulder roughly as she left. Taehyung stood frozen for a moment, dumbfounded by her words.

Jungkook, who had been silently observing, snickered, breaking the tense silence. “Handsome dick,” he repeated, barely holding back laughter. “That’s a new one. I think it suits you.”

Taehyung shot him a deadly glare, his fists clenching at his sides. “Shut up, Envy!! ”

But Jungkook simply smirked, clearly enjoying the moment. Meanwhile, Jimin let out a tired sigh, rubbing his temples as if the entire situation was giving him a headache.

Despite their shared animosity toward Y/N, it was evident that the brothers weren’t exactly fond of each other either.

Centuries of resentment, rivalry, and deep-seated grudges ran between them like a festering wound that refused to heal.

Taehyung glared at Jungkook once more before turning on his heel and walking away, leaving Jungkook and Jimin behind.

But even as he left, Taehyung’s mind couldn’t shake Sarah’s words—or the broken look in Y/N’s eyes before she ran.

Thanks❤

𝐄𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨
19 years
- unpredictable and oddly bold man with genius mind and striking features. He is very stubborn and rebel. If he desires something —he will get it anyhow.