MY REDEMPTION •KTH FF•

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Curious to shift the attention away from you, you turned the tables on Yoora. "What about you? Do you like someone?"

Yoora's cheeks instantly flushed with a deep shade of red, betraying her surprise at the question. She stammered, trying to come up with a response. "N-no, I don't like anyone. Stop teasing me!"

You couldn't resist teasing her further, a mischievous grin spreading across your face. "Oh, come on, Yoora. Your face is giving it all away. Who's the lucky guy?"

Yoora playfully swatted your arm, clearly flustered by the conversation. "Fine, fine! I might have a tiny crush, but it's not a big deal."

You tease her playfully, "Ooh, Yoora has a crush! Spill the beans already."

With a shy smile, Yoora dodged the question, "I'll tell you at the right time. Just wait and see. Let's focus on the lesson now."

You agreed and turned your attention back to the teacher, trying to concentrate on the class material. Meanwhile, Yoora's thoughts drifted to Taehyung, and a shy smile crept onto her face, lost in her own little world of infatuation.

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Taehyung's blood boiled with anger as he faced off against the boy from his university. Jimin and Jungkook scrambled to intervene, shouting for Taehyung to calm down, but it was too late. With a fierce growl, Taehyung launched himself at the boy, his fists flying in a blind rage.

"You think you can mess with me?" Taehyung snarled, his voice dripping with malice.

The boy stumbled back, shock and fear flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. With a defiant glare, he retaliated, landing a punch squarely on Taehyung's jaw.

"You're nothing but a coward!" the boy spat, his words cutting through the tension.

Taehyung stumbled back, the taste of blood filling his mouth. He wiped his lip, a wicked smile twisting his features.

"Is that all you've got?" he sneered, his tone laced with arrogance.

Jimin and Jungkook continued their futile attempts to break up the fight, their voices a desperate chorus in the chaos unfolding before them.

The confrontation escalated into a vicious exchange of blows, each strike fueling the flames of hostility between Taehyung and the boy. The air crackled with animosity as they circled each other, locked in a battle fueled by pride and anger.

As the dust settled and the onlookers gasped in shock, Taehyung and the boy stood panting, their faces mottled with bruises and cuts. Despite the violence that had erupted between them, a sense of grim satisfaction lingered in the air.

"You'll regret this," Taehyung hissed, his eyes burning with a dangerous glint.

The boy merely smirked, a wicked gleam in his gaze.

"Bring it on," he challenged, his voice heavy with defiance.

"Stop this madness!" Jungkook shouted, his voice strained with urgency. "You're both acting like fools!"

But Taehyung and the other boy were beyond reason now, consumed by their anger and pride. Their fists flew fast and furious, the sound of their punches echoing through the empty hallway. Taehyung's knuckles were bruised and bloodied, but he refused to back down, his eyes fixed on his opponent with a fierce determination.

In the end, it was the sound of approaching footsteps that finally broke through the haze of violence. Security guards arrived on the scene, quickly separating the boys and putting an end to the fight. Jimin and Jungkook rushed to Taehyung's side, helping him up and checking him for injuries.

Taehyung's eyes blazed with anger as he looked at Jimin and Jungkook and said, "Leave me alone. Just go. Don't bother me anymore." His voice was icy, cutting through the air like a sharp blade.

Jimin and Jungkook exchanged glances, sensing the venom in Taehyung's words. Without a word, they silently turned on their heels and left the scene, leaving Taehyung alone with his thoughts.

Jimin shuddered, feeling a cold chill run down his spine. "What's gotten into Taehyung?" he whispered to Jungkook.

Jungkook shook his head, his expression troubled. "I don't know, but he seemed really angry. We should give him some space."

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You were strolling towards your class when you caught sight of Taehyung, sitting alone in an empty classroom. His knuckles were bruised and bleeding, a sight that sparked a mix of emotions within you.

Part of you wanted to simply ignore him and walk away, to leave him to deal with his own problems. But another part, perhaps the more compassionate side of you, urged you to approach him.

Taehyung's eyes widened in surprise as he saw you approaching. He opened his mouth to shout at you, but something made him pause. "Just leave," he muttered, looking away.

Taehyung watched you silently as you carefully examined his bruised knuckles and began to clean and dress the wound. The room was filled with an uneasy tension, both of you unsure of how to proceed.

"Why are you helping me?" Taehyung finally spoke, his voice laced with confusion.

You looked up from his hand, meeting his gaze. "Because no one deserves to be in pain, even if they've caused pain to others."

A moment of silence passed between you before Taehyung spoke again, this time his voice softer. "I've been awful to you. Why help me now?"

Without looking up, you replied, "Maybe I believe people can change. Or maybe I just couldn't walk away knowing you were hurting."

Taehyung fell silent once more, his gaze fixed on you as you continued tending to his wounds. After it was done you stood up and left as he watched you go in silence.

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