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At 11:00 a.m., Yoongi stood in front of the mirror, the hairdryer in one hand as he styled his newly black-dyed hair. His reflection stared back at him, which was now completely the opposite of his usual silver-blue locks.
Amidst the whirring of the hairdryer, his keen ears quickly picked up on the sound of approaching footsteps. His instincts becoming more sharp as he knew exactly whose those footsteps are.
Min Yoongi is a fucking genius. Ofcourse, he could recognise people just by their footsteps.
As the door creaked open, his reflexes kicked in, and he swiftly hurled a knife in the direction of the person.
The blade stuck itself into the wall with a solid thunk, just inches away from Seokjin, who had entered the room. Jin's eyes widened in surprise as he glanced at the knife and then back at Yoongi.
His voice was calm but also amused, "Are you trying to kill me, Yoongi?"
Yoongi, unbothered by his own actions, casually replied, "Just testing out the weapons I found in this jerk detective's house. Can't rely on weapons that might fail when you need them the most." He unplugged the hairdryer and set it down, turning his full attention to Jin.
Jin nodded in understanding, "Well, I'm glad you found them effective," he said, eyeing the knife still stuck in the wall. "But maybe next time, warn me before you start throwing sharp objects around."
Yoongi now had a low smirk, "Where's the fun in that?"
Jin chuckled, shaking his head. "Fair enough."
He then went towards the mafia as he glanced at his newly dyed black hair, "Nice change," he said casually.
Yoongi snorted in annoyance. "Yeah, well, I can't exactly blend in at the college with my usual flashy look," he grumbled. "Don't want to draw unnecessary attention to myself."
Jin chuckled, nodding in understanding. "True, true. Gotta play the part," he agreed. "You really know how to get into character for this case."
Rolling his eyes, Yoongi huffed, "Yeah, well, thanks to you, I have to play the role of a fucking university student at the ripe age of 27." He ran a hand through his newly black hair. "I miss my damn silver-blue hair. It was way fucking cooler than this."
Jin smirked, clearly enjoying his irritation. "Well, blame me all you want, but you're the one who agreed to take on this challenge," he teased.
Yoongi shot him a glare before sighing in resignation. "Yeah, yeah," he said. "Let's just get this over with." With that, he turned his attention to the files of the case.
Jin cleared his throat, ready to explain the plan to him once again. "First things first," he began, "You'll need to enter the college by showcasing your incredible school grades. Full marks in every subject should do the trick. Once they see those, admission will be a breeze. And then, I will enter the college with a professor posting. Then-"
Yoongi cut him off in disbelief. "A fucking professor!?" he asked in a shocking tone.
Jin raised an eyebrow at his reaction, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "Yes, a professor," he confirmed. "And ofcourse, I'll be the one fitting to take on that role."
Yoongi couldn't contain his annoyance. "You? A professor?" he scoffed. "Well, but you don't exactly scream 'professor material.'"
Jin's smirk widened, "Oh, really?" he replied. "Well, I'll have you know that I happen to look damn good in a professor's attire."
Yoongi rolled his eyes, clearly unimpressed. "Yes, keep telling yourself that," he muttered under his breath, already envisioning the chaos that awaited them.
Jin then leaned forward, his tone serious as he continued. "You'll need to keep the new mobile I've given you on hand at all times," he instructed. "I'll message you whenever I find something, and you need to be ready to respond anytime. If you come across anything suspicious or concerning, inform me immediately. Remember, the professors in that college are quite strict when it comes to academic discipline, so you'll need to tread carefully. If you make a mistake, you'll have to accept whatever punishment they give you."
He paused briefly before continuing, "Classes end at 3:30 p.m., but our work doesn't. We need to remain focused and diligent. You'll need to mingle with the students, gather information about the missing ones, and identify any potential threats among them. We can discuss our findings further during lunch through s mobile chat, which is the only time we'll have to communicate freely since both students and teachers are restricted from using their phones to call someone during the class hours."
"Furthermore," he continued, "you must be aware of the college's disciplinary measures. Even minor mistakes can result in severe punishment, including corporal punishment such as caning."
He glanced at Yoongi with a steady gaze. "We cannot afford to risk any failure," he said. "We must work within the college's rules".
He then proceeded to outline the rules enforced by the college,
"First and foremost : Follow the college's curfew without fail. Students are required to be within the college by 10:00 a.m. Failure to comply may result in severe disciplinary action."
"Second : Respect the professors and teaching staff at all times. Disruptive behavior, or disrespect towards faculty members will not be tolerated."
"Third : Alcohol and substance abuse are strictly prohibited on campus grounds. Violation of this rule may result in suspension or expulsion from the college."
"Fourth : Ensure the safety and security of personal belongings at all times. The college is not responsible for any lost or stolen items, so have caution with your possessions."
"Fifth : Students are expected to attend all scheduled classes and lectures punctually."
"And finally, refrain from engaging in any form of violence, harassment, or bullying towards fellow students or faculty members. Such behavior will not be tolerated and will be met with severe disciplinary measures or worst, expulsion."
Yoongi couldn't help but voice his frustration. "Is this even a college, or a fucking jail with this many rules?" He shook his head, disbelief written all over his face.
Jin chuckled softly at his reaction, "I understand it may seem excessive, but these rules are in place for a reason. We need to blend in seamlessly while also ensuring our safety and ability to conduct our investigation."
Yoongi rolled his eyes, clearly unconvinced. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. But seriously, this is going to cramp my style," he muttered under his breath.
After a while of going through the files, he handed over the forged documents to Jin that he made.
The elder looked at them with surprise. "How did you manage to get all of this so quickly?" He asked, genuinely impressed by Yoongi's efficiency in getting the necessary illegal materials.
Yoongi shrugged casually. "Getting your fake documents was the only tricky part. The rest was easy," he replied.
Jin raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "And what about your student grade documents?" he asked, turning his attention to the papers Yoongi had provided.
Yoongi replied, "These are my original documents, just with the year of attendance changed." He watched Jin, noting the surprise in the older man's eyes.
Jin chuckled softly, shaking his head. "I didn't know you were a genius in education as well."
Yoongi huffed in annoyance, crossing his arms. "It's not like a mafia can only have strength and weapons," he said. "We have brains to study too."
"I'm well aware of your intelligence, Yoongi," Jin said. "But getting full marks in every subject is quite impressive, even for someone as skilled as you."
Yoongi rolled his eyes. "I have a fucking brain, Seokjin," he replied curtly. "I know how to study and excel academically when I need to."
Jin chuckled. "Of course, of course," he replied, holding up his hands in a placating gesture. "I have no doubt about your abilities. I'm just impressed, that's all."
Yoongi grunted in response, clearly uninterested in further discussion on the matter. He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest as he shifted his focus back to the task at hand.
Jin watched him for a moment with a smile, before turning his attention to the documents once more, ready to proceed with their plan to enter the college.
As they were about to leave, another person suddenly joined them, causing Yoongi to raise an eyebrow in confusion. Jin explained that this brat would also be joining them as a spy, entering the college undercover as another student. Yoongi's confusion turned to annoyance as he questioned Jin's decision.
"Missed me, guys?"
It was Taehyung.
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