𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

•Chapter 13•

Y/n sat in her classroom, her thoughts consumed by her longing for oppa. She wished he were still by her side, cherishing those moments they once shared together. However, her wistful reverie was abruptly interrupted when the classroom door swung open, revealing none other than Kim Jimin.

A chill filled the room as Jimin's piercing gaze landed on Y/n. The intense glare he shot in her direction was nothing short of chilling. The atmosphere grew tense, and the entire class seemed to hold its collective breath.

As Jimin began to make his way towards Y/n's seat, all eyes followed him. The girls in the room shot Y/n disapproving glares, but she simply shrugged her shoulders and rolled her eyes, clearly unfazed.

In a matter of minutes, Jimin stood in front of Y/n, his presence drawing even more attention. The girls' glares intensified as they watched him grab Y/n's wrist, his grip firm and unyielding. Without a word, he began to drag her out of the classroom, leaving behind a classroom filled with curious and bewildered classmates.

"Mr. Kim, what on earth are you doing in my classroom, and why are you taking my student out without my permission?" Mrs. Jang's voice thundered, her displeasure evident.

Jimin's glare, however, was unyielding. "Do you want to risk your job, Mrs. Jang?" he retorted, a sinister edge to his tone that sent a shiver down her spine. Y/n had never realized Mrs. Jang could be so easily intimidated.

Her voice faltering, Mrs. Jang stammered, "No, you can t-take her." Her capitulation left Y/n wide-eyed, it was clear she wanted no part in whatever confrontation was brewing.

Jimin's smirk deepened as he continued to pull Y/n away from the classroom, heedless of her protests. "What do you think you're doing?" She yelled at him.

Ignoring her completely, he responded coldly, "Do I look like I care?" Y/n sighed, realizing that arguing with him at this point was futile.

As she stood in front of room, a sense of apprehension washed over her. She couldn't help but wonder what awaited for her inside. The room itself was imposing, its opulent decor a stark contrast to the mundane classroom she had just left behind.

Before she could contemplate my situation any further, the door to the room swung open, revealing her stepbrother Namjoon himself. His expression was a mixture of annoyance and concern.

"Y/n," he said with a stern tone, "Do you have any idea how worried we were when you disappeared like that?"

She shifted uncomfortably, realizing the gravity of her actions. "I... I didn't think it would cause such a fuss," She admitted, my voice quivering.

Namjoon's stern demeanor softened slightly as he sighed. "You need to understand that your safety is our top priority. Running off like that without notifying anyone is not acceptable."

Her heart sank as she understood the implications of her actions. She had not only worried those who cared about her but also potentially put herself in danger. Her stepbrothers disappointment weighed heavily on her.

"I'm sorry," Y/n whispered, feeling genuinely remorseful for her thoughtless escape earlier.

Namjoon nodded, his expression softening further. "We'll talk more about this, but for now, promise me you won't pull such a stunt again without letting us know where you are."

She nodded, realizing that her impulsive act had consequences, and she needed to be more responsible. It was a lesson learned the hard way.

As soon as the door was opened up properly, Y/n was engulfed in bone-crushing hugs from Jungkook.