Venom When Dark Love Blossoms

32-- Yes Yours

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday. And the cycle repeated, three months passed away just like that but the more it went by the harder it became for the two. How?

Every time Venom opened the door to her locker, a pile of confessions and love letters would kiss her feet and it always left Taehyung burning in his own skin to how he wanted to set them all on fire. Every time Taehyung stepped into the college, girls would tail him around wanting to trap the handsome male with an offer to date. And, all Venom could think was of how would it look if the corridors were filled with headless people bumping into each other.

The accidents that kept happening right after they would dare to confess to him weren't coincidental at all. The hazel eyes always watched the boy keeping a hawk's eye on those who approached his beloved man. Possessiveness was her second name, be it a blade or a gun, but this was Kim Taehyung, the man she fell in love with then how could she spare those who had intentions to steal him away.

Unlocking the locker door and swinging it open, a cascade of confession cards fluttered down, piling at her feet. An exasperated sigh escaped her lips as she rolled her eyes in annoyance. With a slight hunch, she bent down to collect the cards, their overwhelming fragrance assaulting her senses.

As she sifted through the pile, Venom couldn't help but feel a pang of queasiness in the pit of her stomach. Each of the perfume-laden notes exposed a new name and specifications as if a menu of a restaurant.

Discarding the pile, she shoved her back pack inside the locker, when she felt a tap on her shoulder.

She turned around to see a brightly smiling face. Light brown hair with blonde streaks in between. Curvy eyes, a sharp nose and soft pretty lips, she looked at him head to toe and concluded he plays sports according to his dressing and muscled arms with toned chest.

Of course, the captain of college basketball team, why would he stay back from trying for the one famed for her hard-hearted nature. Perking a brow up, she questioned the reason of his attention towards her.

"You must be Oh Jiahn. I have heard a lot about you" The boy stepped forth moving forth closing the distance between himself and the hazel-eyed girl. Despite his proximity and attempts to engage her, she remained unmoved and unamused, refusing to retreat or respond to his presence.

"So, you already know me enough, good"

"Yeah, but I would love to know more" Finding her showing zero interest in him, the boy moved forth and ducked down whispering in her ear. "More about you... Things not everyone gets to know"

The said brought the girl to bat a lash to the approaching male, her eyes landed on the rose in the boy's hand, her gaze turned icy cold. She locked eyes with him, piercing through his facade, causing a flicker of unease to dance across his face. Sensing his growing nervousness, Venom took a step closer, extending her tongue to playfully poke her cheek, maintaining an unwavering gaze.

The boy's discomfort became palpable as he unconsciously shifted his weight from one foot to the other, betraying his inner turmoil. Venom, attuned to his unease, observed the mounting nervousness with a sense of satisfaction.

"What do you want to know pretty boy"

"I-" He stuttered badly.

"Believe me you won't like what I tell you I'm not as pretty as I seem to be. But if you still want to, then I'd love to show. And would love to see too. You will surely make a good artwork"

A wider smirk spread across Venom's face as her attention momentarily shifted from the boy to Taehyung, who had turned the corner. Struggling to stuff a pen in his pocket and his head hanging low, he walked towards them, completely unaware of her presence. Venom's gaze locked onto Taehyung, observing his obliviousness as he approached, her mind swirling with a mix of emotions and thoughts about their past encounters.