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Chapter 12

A/N:

Thank you so much for your encouragement and kind words in the previous chapter. Sorry, you just have to bear with this emo author especially when she out of nowhere decided to update IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT- yes, i was probably high but anyways, i appreciate whatever encouragement you have wrote, and will strive to write to my heart's content.

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"What crime?"

"Who the heck are you?" Moon Byul laid a hand below her chin, glancing at the girl from top to bottom.

Meanwhile, Jin stood up with a subtly stern expression.

The girl fixed her eyes on Jin, an eyebrow raised.

"Mind to clarify what I just heard, Kim Seok Jin?"

The way she only played with her eyebrows and not moving another muscle on her face, gave out this unspeakable aura that she wasn't playing around.

"It's nothing, Irene." Jin said, firm. "We're just joking around. You don't have to take it seriously."

Irene's stare intensified, as she moved from Jin's face to the other four.

Moon Byul was almost on the verge of glaring at her, when she realized something familiar about the girl. The way Irene looked at her somehow reminded her of something, but she couldn't quite grasp what it was at the moment.

Irene's eyes fell back on Jin as the corner of her lips lifted.

A sarcastic smirk bloomed on her lips.

"I see you have a new colony of followers now, Seok Jin."

Jin's brows furrowed deeper. "It doesn't have anything to do with you, miss president."

"Tsk." Irene scoffed, smiling in the nastiest way possible. "You're not possibly holding a grudge on me, still? The issue was long overdue, Seok Jin."

Her words managed to catch everyone's attention, as they stared at Jin's back from where they were sitting down.

Jin stared at her, trying not to get worked up by her presence.

"There's no issue to talk about here. Leave us alone, we have things to discuss."

"What things can you possibly discuss with... them?" Irene glanced at the four, and back to Jin in a second. "Two seniors, two first years. None of you are in the same club, too. I wonder, what crime are you planning this time?"

She finished her question with another nasty smirk.

Jin's jaws clenched, his fists curled.

How he hated her boldness.

"Woah, woah, woah." Moon Byul's voice broke the intense air surrounding them. She got on her feet, walking towards Irene.

Their eyes met.

Moon Byul playfully smirked at her back, then checking Irene from top to bottom again.

"Such an intense lady, huh?" Moon Byul said. "Why do you have to know what crime we're planning? It's not your business."

Irene stared at her, her smirk disappearing.

But just when you think she was backing off, Irene began to chuckle.

The look in her eyes as she chuckled towards Moon Byul was intimidating as heck, even Moon Byul was stunned for a moment.

"The juvie is your follower too?" Irene asked Jin, who was already too pissed off to say anything. Irene turned to Moon Byul, checking her bottom to top in return of what she did earlier.