Stalking My Bully(Taekook)
Episode 1 – “New Transfer Student”
Seoul National University, first day of the new semester.
The lecture hall is already full, whispers buzzing like static.
Kim Taehyung walks in five minutes late, as always.
Honey-blond hair perfectly messy, oversized cream sweater slipping off one shoulder, AirPods in, the untouchable king who never really left.
He slides into his usual seat, third row center, legs crossed like a throne.
The professor clears his throat.
Ms choi / teacher
We have a late transfer student joining us today.
Mr. Jeon Jungkook.
The door opens.
And the entire room forgets how to breathe.
JEON JUNGKOOK (24) steps in.
Black hoodie under a tailored blazer, silver rings on every finger, neck tattoos flashing when he moves.
Long black hair half-tied, scar slicing through his left brow.
He looks like danger wearing a student ID.
Every pair of eyes follows him.
He doesn’t look at anyone.
Except Taehyung.
Their eyes lock.
Jungkook smiles, slow, private, lethal.
Jeon Jungkook
(to the professor, voice low)
Wherever there’s an empty seat is fine.
The only empty seat in the entire hall?
Right behind Kim Taehyung.
He walks down the aisle like he owns it.
Stops directly behind Taehyung’s chair.
Leans down, both hands gripping the backrest, caging Taehyung in.
Jeon Jungkook
(whisper, only for him)
Long time no see… Taehyung-hyung.
Taehyung’s spine goes rigid.
His pen slips from his fingers.
Because three years ago, that same quiet boy used to flinch when Taehyung “accidentally” spilled coffee on him.
Used to bleed when Taehyung laughed.
Now Jungkook’s breath is hot against Taehyung’s ear.
Jeon Jungkook
(soft, deadly)
I transferred just for you.
Every class. Every day.
Try bullying me again, hyung.
His tongue flicks the shell of Taehyung’s ear, once.
Jeon Jungkook
See how that ends.
Then he sits down, legs spread wide, one hand immediately settling on the back of Taehyung’s neck like it belongs there.
The lecture starts.
Taehyung doesn’t hear a single word.
Because Jungkook spends the next ninety minutes drawing slow circles on his nape with a thumb that feels a lot like a collar.
Class dismissed.
Everyone files out.
Jungkook doesn’t move.
He leans forward again.
Jeon Jungkook
Tomorrow, wear the old tie.
The navy one.
I kept it.
Taehyung finally turns, voice shaking.
kim taehyung
What the fuck do you want, Jeon?
Jungkook stands up, towers over him, smiles with teeth.
Jeon Jungkook
Everything you took from me.
With interest.
He walks out.
Leaves Taehyung standing in the empty hall, heart pounding, thighs pressed together under the desk.
Welcome back to school, Kim Taehyung.
Your new transfer student just claimed the seat behind you.
Permanently.
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