Spoiler Alert : My Villian Script Went Viral !
Chapter 1
"Ugh, having to bring exam papers home even during the National Day break. What a miserable third-year slog—can’t seem to shake off this title no matter where I go."
"Right? They had to grade and hand back the papers right before the holiday. The school clearly doesn't want us to have it easy!"
The student who spoke first glanced at their deskmate and suddenly grinned. "But at least you’re not at the bottom this time. Our class has a new lowest scorer—
Tomorrow was the start of the National Day holiday, and today was the last day before the break. It was after school, and the students in the Experimental Class who weren’t in a hurry to leave were chatting idly, the atmosphere buzzing with restless energy.
But this didn’t include one boy by the window
He stacked one exam paper on top of another, aligned them neatly by tapping the stack against the desk—meticulous in every way, except for the glaringly bright red graded scores.
The exams had been held just a couple of days ago, graded immediately afterward, and all the papers had been dumped all at once before school ended. Class representatives weaved through the classroom, distributing papers like a flurry of snowflakes
Whether it dazzled anyone else was unclear, but every time kim taehyung received another paper, his vision spun in circles, and he wished he could poke his own eyes out
The weather had turned cold by late September. kim Taehyung wore the black uniform of Qichen International High School over an off-white hoodie, the hood pulled out and drooping behind him, the two white drawstrings swaying back and forth on his chest. With each paper he received, he couldn’t help but tug at the drawstrings. By the time school ended, the once-loose hood had shrunk and gone limp
random student
Hey, Kim taehyung, this was your first exam since transferring to our school. How’d you do?"
A busybody rushed over to ask .
In truth, how he did and where he ranked had already been made clear when the homeroom teacher posted an Excel spreadsheet in the class group chat earlier.
A simple click would reveal all.
Asking about it was purely to get a conversation going.
random student
So the boy lifted his head and raised his chin slightly. "Why don’t you check the group chat yourself?"
random student
"Where's the fun in checking the group chat?" he thought. He’d asked precisely for the drama.
The questioner felt annoyed, thinking this new transfer student had terrible social awareness. He’d only asked casually, and the boy had shut him down like that. How rude!
He wanted to retort, but the tone of the reply was unexpectedly soft.
It was like a newborn hedgehog—all prickly on the outside but actually fuzzy to the touch
The questioner opened his mouth but ended up feeling awkward himself.
random student
"I haven’t checked the group yet. I just wanted to ask you first..."
kim Taehyung
"Last place."
kim Taehyung
Kim Taehyung slipped the last book into his backpack, glanced at the student standing by his desk, and muttered under his breath, "I’m dead last in the class."
random student
"...Oh, oh..."
The questioner wanted to say more, but kim taehyung had already packed his bag and stood up.
That little chin lifted again.
kim Taehyung
"Ahem, move it! I’m leaving!"
The questioner silently stepped aside.
For some reason, it felt like a weird visual illusion—
As if the soft little hedgehog was clumsily, with awkward, jerky movements, tensing its tiny body to raise its spines?
Hmm... just my imagination.
Kim Taehyung slung his backpack over his shoulders, pulled out the crushed hood of his sweatshirt, straightened the wrinkled fabric, and pulled it over his head, covering his head completely as he walked out of the classroom.
Murmured comments followed behind him.
"What’s his deal? Why so defensive? I just asked about his score. Was that necessary?"
"Didn’t you hear him? He’s last in our class. He did too poorly, too ashamed. And this is the Experimental Class, too. If you check the overall grade roster, Kim Jimin from the elite class next door took first place again—not just first in the elite class, but first in the entire grade. Tch. Even if there are family background complications, you can’t deny he’s outstanding."
"This kim taehyung must be seething with jealousy. I heard the Kim family wanted to transfer him directly into the elite class, but he refused. That’s why he ended up in our Experimental Class."
"Oh, no wonder. He’s clearly on the outs with kim Jimin"
"How could they get along? When their biological son was found, the adopted one wasn't sent away—he’s still being raised by the family. Obviously he'd be resentful. But this kim taehyung is a bit foolish—he’s making it too obvious."
"Can’t blame him, though. I heard before kim taehyung was found by the kim family, he was living off other people's kindness..."
The weather was cold, and the chilly wind carried their voices right to him.
Kim Taehyung walked out of the classroom, pulling the drawstrings of his hood tighter and tighter until his face was completely framed, making his face look even smaller and rounded by the tension into a perfectly round shape.
In the stairwell, Tang Yuexin, the class monitor of the Experimental Class, was moving a new desk with her deskmate.
During the recent exam, someone must have sat at her desk, and when she returned, it had started squeaking like there were mice in it—every movement set it off again.
Tang Yuexin couldn’t stand it anymore, so after school, she dragged her deskmate to the school warehouse to fetch a new desk.
Qichen International High School was renowned in City B as a top-tier institution. From its exceptional teaching faculty to its infrastructure and specialized equipment, every detail was perfected. After all, the students in the elite class alone were like a nest of golden eggs—money was no object, and only the best would suffice.
Even the desks were made of solid wood—smooth, sturdy, and heavy.
Tang Yuexin and her deskmate had just carried her problematic desk to the warehouse and were now hauling back another equally heavy desk. The round trip had left both girls panting from exertion and their backs soaked with sweat. Carrying the desk up the stairs was even more exhausting—though the desk was only half a meter long, the constant effort without rest had left them completely worn out by the time they reached this point.
It was after school, and everyone was in a hurry to leave. By now, almost no one was around to help them.
student
"Ugh, I can’t go on, Xinxin. Let’s take a break?"
Tang Yuexin was also slightly out of breath. To avoid blocking students coming down the stairs, they were carrying the desk between them, one high and one low, leaving space for others to pass. Tang Yuexin had taken the lower position to support most of the desk's weight. Now, not only was she panting and sweating, but her arms were also growing weak. She nodded.
Tang Yuexin
"Sure, let’s rest for a bit—"
Before she could finish, another student came down beside them.
A perfectly round beige head—almost looked bald at first glance—but on closer look, it was someone wearing a hoodie with the drawstrings pulled tight, pulled so tight it made his head look perfectly spherical.
Head slightly lowered, the student passed by them.
Tang Yuexin instinctively moved aside.
But just as the student was halfway past her, they suddenly stopped short and then stepped back up toward them.
The new transfer student in their class.
Also the biological son recently welcomed back by the kim family.
Over the past few days, their class had discussed him several times in private.
But kim taehyung usually didn’t pay much attention to others and probably had no idea.
Tang Yuexin hadn’t been gossiping about it like a busybody, but she had chatted with others a few words—after all, curiosity was only human. She had also noticed taehyung, but soon lost interest and gave up, thinking that it was nothing special. With his status suddenly changed and his social status elevated, it was normal for him to act high and mighty. Even if his grades weren’t great, his family background would back him up.
All in all, he wasn’t particularly remarkable—not as much as kim Jimin from the neighboring class.
Tang Yuexin didn’t know why kim taehyung had stopped and felt a bit awkward.
Unlike the elite class, where students had both good family backgrounds and excellent grades, the experimental class also had top students, but their family backgrounds weren't necessarily as wealthy. Like Tang Yuexin, she was admitted purely based on her grades.
No matter what she thought of kim taehyung, one thing was certain: after being recognized by the kim family, he at least had the surname "kim" added to his original name. He wasn't someone she could afford to mess with.
kim Taehyung
"If you need help, can't you speak?!"
taehyung pulled a fierce face, his tone fierce.
But with the drawstring pulled too tight, his entire face was squeezed into a small circle by the tightened hood edge. Not only was his face rounded, but his eyebrows were pressed into a slight frown, making him look as if deeply resentful and comical—like a standing button mushroom, a big circle enclosing a small one. He didn't look intimidating at all; instead, it was somewhat funny and even cute.
Tang Yuexin thought to herself, kim taehyung did have something special—he was particularly handsome and cute. Even with his face all scrunched up like that, he still looked good.
She just didn’t know if this pretty boy was here to cause trouble.
kim Taehyung
"Enough, no need for talk."
Taehyung wore an expression that said "such a hassle," then bent down—
Tang Yuexin felt the weight lighten from both her hands as the desk in front of both her and her deskmate was lifted with one hand.
This desk was solid wood! Even the janitor managing the warehouse had a hard time when helping them pick out a new one. Yet taehyung lifted it so effortlessly?! Not only that, he bounded up the stairs two at a time, as if the desk weighed nothing at all... Tang Yuexin and her deskmate stared in disbelief.
Tang Yuexin
"This isn’t a pretty boy—it’s a violent boy..." Tang Yuexin muttered.
After snapping back to reality, she quickly exchanged a look with her deskmate and followed behind taehyung.
Back in the classroom, a few people were still talking.
Then they saw a desk come floating into the room.
The floating desk was set down in front of them, revealing taehyung’s face under the tightly pulled hood.
Taehyung instinctively glanced at the few people still left in the classroom.
Crap, was he back to show them who's boss?!
author
Hello friends this is my first adaptation story my writing
I hope you like it
Chapter 2
The atmosphere grew tense.
Little Mushroom’s face was stiff as he turned his head, scanning the room.
The people opposite him also wore strained expressions.
They looked a little guilty.
kim Taehyung
Taehyung looked down, confirming his surroundings, then mumbled, “It should be right here.”
He didn’t wait for Tang Yuexin to catch up; he was in a hurry to leave.
Kim Jimin mc'brother
"Taehyung, why are you still in the classroom?”
Kim Jimin mc'brother
“Perfect timing, let’s head out together.”
Kim Jimin came over from the next class and happened to spot taehyung.
Compared to taehyung’s delicate, pretty features, jimin’s were gentler, refined and elegant, like a skillfully composed ink wash painting with just the right amount of blank space—strikingly graceful.
Though similar in height, the two stood together with distinctly different styles.
After speaking, jimin looked at taehyung, a smile almost playing on his lips.
It had only been a few days since taehyung transferred, and in that time, he hadn’t managed to run into taehyung even once.
Kim Jimin mc'brother
“Looks like we can share a ride home today.”
kim Taehyung
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy across from him pouted and mumbled, “Who wants to ride home with you?”
kim Taehyung
“You’re here to see me embarrassed too, aren’t you, jimin? Because I didn’t do well on the exam.”
Kim Jimin mc'brother
“Too?”
Kim Jimin mc'brother
Jimin paused. “Who else is watching you make a fool of yourself?”
kim Taehyung
“See, I knew it!”
kim Taehyung
The boy seemed to be acting a bit unreasonable. “You’re just here to enjoy my shame!”
As he spoke, his face flushed.
It was especially noticeable against his fair skin, seemingly out of anger.
But taehyung blinked, his gaze darting around uncontrollably, his fingers picking at the bottom drawstring toggle until it was nearly frayed.
Before jimin could respond, the two standing silently beside him couldn’t hold back any longer:
？？？
“Taehyung, use some logic. You know perfectly well jimin is the class monitor. He always leaves a few minutes late after school, okay?”
The one on jimin’s left was tall with broad shoulders and long legs, handsome and striking, with short hair that highlighted his sharp features and well-defined facial structure. He had a bit of a rebellious vibe about him. Crossing his arms, he tsked before continuing
？？？
“Meanwhile, you’re always the first to dash off after school. Your family even sends two cars to pick you up.”
？？？
“Taehyung, you sure like to show off.”
The one on jimin’s right, cha eunwoo, was also quite good-looking. He nodded in agreement.
Cha Eunwoo
. “Exactly. You’re clearly the one who stayed late today. Why are you blaming jimin?”
Cha Eunwoo
“Wait, could it be you did this on purpose?”
Cha Eunwoo
Cha eunwoo narrowed his eyes. “Left late on purpose so you could pin it on jimin for coming to laugh at you—”
Kim Jimin frowned, about to interject.
Tang Yuexin
“Um, excuse me, sorry to interrupt.”
Tang Yuexin
Tang Yuexin, who had been standing nearby, finally stepped forward to cut off the two speakers. “taehyung didn’t leave late. He came back to help me move a desk.”
As she spoke, Tang Yuexin pointed toward the new desk that had just been moved into the classroom.
Tang Yuexin
“Right there.”
Tang Yuexin
“I wanted to thank taehyung, but I waited here since you were talking to him.”
Tang Yuexin
Tang Yuexin gave an annoyed glance at cha eunwoo, then at Jeon yoongi on jimin’s left. “If you don’t believe me, you can ask the other students in our class.”
student
Tang Yuexin’s deskmate raised her hand. “I can vouch for that.”
Her tone was full of indignation.
After all, taehyung had just helped them, and now he was being unfairly accused.
Tsk, who’s framing whom here?
Looking at taehyung’s adorably sulky expression, it was hard not to feel sympathy for him.
student
With that thought, the deskmate couldn’t help but shoot a dirty look at eunwoo and mutter under her breath, “Honestly, next time can you check your facts before speaking?”
Cha eunwoo’s expression suddenly turned awkward, and he couldn’t help but rub the tip of his nose.
Jeon Yoongi ml's nephew
Jeon yoongi crossed his arms. “But it’s true that you always use two cars to get home.”
Kim Jimin mc'brother
Kim Jimin nudged yoongi. “Enough. It’s not fair to expect taehyung to wait for me every time.”
Kim Jimin mc'brother
“Both of you, cut it out.”
jimin sighed, feeling somewhat conflicted.
He knew that as friends, yoongi and eunwoo were concerned about him. After all, his current situation was awkward, and they worried he might be mistreated.
Besides, taehyung’s attitude toward him was indeed cold and distant.
taehyung thought that taehyung probably disliked and resented him—which wasn’t surprising. After all, he had taken taehyung’s place in the family for over a decade. No one could remain completely unaffected or without some hard feelings.
And even after taehyung was acknowledged and welcomed back, jimin remained with the kim family… If anyone had more reason to feel wronged, it was probably taehyung, not him.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to leave—it was that he had nowhere else to go.
The kim family had raised him all these years—it wasn’t realistic to simply cast him out or sever ties abruptly.
So, it was inevitable that he and taehyung would share the same living space.
kim jimin believed it was his responsibility to take the initiative—even if taehyung hated and rejected him.
Kim Jimin mc'brother
“Let’s go. We’re heading home.”
Kim Jimin mc'brother
Jimin smiled at taehyung and said, “Let’s get back early. We have to return to the ancestral residence tomorrow.”
The place they were returning to now was Yujin Mansion—a villa purchased to accommodate the children’s schooling. It wasn’t far from Qichen International High School, boasted an excellent location, and ranked among the neighborhood’s showcase properties. Aside from the adjacent showcase home, the entire area offered stunning views. Yujin Mansion also featured an internal small park with fully equipped amenities. Though prices were steep, properties there remained highly coveted.
As the car approached the courtyard gate, another vehicle came from the opposite direction—it seemed the neighbor was returning home as well.
Jung Hoseok
“Hey—is that the kim family’s car?”
Jeon jungkook glanced over and grunted noncommittally.
Jung Hoseok
Jung Hoseok leaned forward for a closer look: “The kims have been making quite a stir lately… Have you seen the child they just brought back? What’s he like?”
Jungkook raised an eyebrow, recalling the two cars returning one after another over the past few days—but remained noncommittal.
Jeon Jungkook ml
Verbally, however, he replied, “Haven’t seen him.”
Jung Hoseok understood—this meant jungkook wasn’t interested.
Jung Hoseok
Yet his curiosity wasn’t so easily quelled: “You live right next door to the kims. Haven’t you had any contact with that child at all?”
Jeon Jungkook ml
The car stopped. jungkook turned to hoseok: “If you’re so curious, why don’t you drop by?”
Jung Hoseok
hoseok, clutching a stack of documents, grimaced: “I still have a pile of work to discuss. If you weren’t so dead-set against working overtime at the office, I wouldn’t have had to follow you home.”
Jeon Jungkook ml
“I have a dog to feed.”
Jung Hoseok
“What’s so special about your dog? Can’t you just use an automatic feeder?”
Jung Hoseok
hoseok’s tone grew exasperated: “You even come home at noon to feed it! Anyone who didn’t know would think you’re raising a starving infant!”
Jeon Jungkook ml
“Pretty much,” he said.
Jeon Jungkook ml
jungkook stepped out of the car and walked ahead, adding, “It won’t eat from an automatic feeder.”
Jung Hoseok
“It can tell the difference?!”
Jeon Jungkook ml
“It’s smarter than you.”
On the other side.
As taehyung stepped out of the car, he heard a dog bark again.
He couldn’t help but glance toward the neighbor’s wall—though he saw nothing. A faint disappointment flickered, and he wondered what breed the dog was.
Walking into the villa with jimin, they found kim Hye kyo seated in the living room, streaming a short drama onto the screen.
“Su Nian! I’m telling you today—Weiwei has been raised by me since she was a child. Don’t I know what she’s like?! So what if Weiwei likes this mermaid-style evening gown? Can’t you just let her have it?! It’s just a dress—is it that serious?! I know you’ve suffered a lot outside, but that doesn’t mean you should come back and make Weiwei feel like she has no place here!”
“Mom, don’t blame my sister. It’s my fault. I’ll give the dress to Weiwei. I don’t mind.”
“Lin Wei, stop pretending! You took the evening gown I picked first—how dare you act like you’re in the right?”
*Internal monologue: In my past life, I always gave in and backed down—but what did I get in the end?! Nothing but even worse bullying and humiliation! Now that I’ve been reborn, what’s mine, I won’t yield an inch! What isn’t mine, I’ll fight to take it! In short—I won’t let these people gain even the slightest advantage!*
Clearly, it was a drama about a real and fake heiress.
Kim Jimin mc'brother
jimin couldn’t help but clear his throat lightly: “Mom—”
Hye kyo jumped, quickly turned around, and—seeing taehyung and jimin—flushed slightly before swiftly shutting off the projection.
Kim Hye kyo mc' mother
“Mom was just… taking notes from their mistakes.”
But the drama really *was* entertaining—and she genuinely couldn’t tear herself away. Before she knew it, the two children had already returned from school.
Kim Hye kyo mc' mother
Hye kyo instinctively changed the subject: “By the way, I saw in the parents’ group chat that the end-of-term exam results are out. They said you should spend some time during the break reviewing what you got wrong—”
jimin immediately shot hye kyo a warning look.
Kim Hye kyo mc' mother
“Um… your exam results…”
kim Taehyung
taehyung frowned. He tugged at both straps of his small backpack, turned, and bolted upstairs, head down: “I’m going to my room first!”
Kim Hye kyo mc' mother
“…………”
Kim Hye kyo mc' mother
hye kyo looked at jimin and whispered, “Did he not do well?”
Kim Jimin mc'brother
jimin sighed helplessly: “Mom, next time you binge-watch short dramas, remember to check your phone occasionally.”
Kim Hye kyo mc' mother
“I *did* check it.”
Kim Jimin mc'brother
“Check it more thoroughly
Kim Hye kyo mc' mother
“……”
Kim Hye kyo mc' mother
Hye kyo pulled out her phone, opened the transcript shared in the group chat—and nearly fainted: “I really said the wrong thing this time… But just how many mistakes did this child make?”
Kim Hye kyo mc' mother
“He must be tired of me being his mother.”
Kim Hye kyo mc' mother
Hye kyo tossed her phone aside and collapsed onto the sofa.
Kim Jimin mc'brother
jimin hesitated a moment—but couldn’t resist asking: “Did you watch a period drama today too?”
Kim Hye kyo mc' mother
“Yes, son. How did you know?”
Kim Jimin mc'brother
“…………”
Probably something like *this*.
On the other side, taehyung returned to his room, dropped his backpack, and flung himself onto the bed.
kim Taehyung
He couldn’t help but exclaim excitedly: “Bro 996—didn’t I do a pretty good job playing my role today? So my quest energy meter must’ve increased quite a bit, right?”
Chapter 3
The bedroom was empty, and taehyung remained silent.
But the next moment, a voice echoed in his mind
system 996
"Hmm, not bad. The energy bar has increased a little—three percent now. Keep pushing, understand?"
kim Taehyung
Taehyung clenched his fist and nodded happily: "Got it, I’ll listen to Bro 996."
Another "bro"—System 996 couldn’t help but feel pleased with itself.
As a new system, this was its first assignment, and it couldn’t afford to mess it up. Moreover, 996 was determined to match the legendary 007's track record! So, for this "despised, malicious male supporting character" role-playing mission, it had to stay focused, work diligently, and execute with precision, ensuring no mistakes whatsoever!
system 996
Host, you’ve now been welcomed into the kim family. You must always remember your character traits: despicable, vain, jealous, foolish, malicious, and empty-headed. You’re always either stirring up trouble or on your way to stir up trouble. Your ultimate goal is to cause trouble for the protagonist, jimin, and serve as his foil to highlight his greatness and righteousness. Understand?"
kim Taehyung
taehyung replied: "I understand."
He lay on the bed, burying his head between his arms, his face hidden, making the back of his head look even rounder.
system 996
The system felt a little bad for him but steeled itself and said: "I know this is a difficult task for you, but think about the rewards once the energy bar is full—doesn’t that motivate you? Besides, you were suddenly added to this family. To the kim family, you’re an outsider. Having you or not having you doesn't make much difference to them. It doesn't really matter to them."
kim Taehyung
Taehyung lifted his head again and nodded: "I know, Bro 996."
system 996
"Good that you understand."
system 996
996 explained: "Think about it—the kim family is officially acknowledging your identity, but at the same time, jimin will also appear at the banquet. What does that mean?"
kim Taehyung
taehyung: "It means... what does it mean?"
kim Taehyung
"Does it mean he’s attending the banquet too?"
system 996
"You idiot! It means the kim family is also using this to tell the outside world that even though they’ve found you, their biological son, jimin’s status as the young master won’t change at all!"
kim Taehyung
taehyung quickly replied: "Oh, oh."
system 996
996: "So when the time comes, you must show your displeasure, understand?"
kim Taehyung
taehyung obediently nodded: "Understood."
system 996
"Alright, then think it over carefully."
taehyung did as he was told, deep in thought.
As he pondered, he took the test papers out of his backpack, planning to go over his mistakes.
kim Taehyung
But after taking out the papers, as if remembering something, he pulled out his phone, opened WeChat, and sent a message to a contact: "Bro, you’re on break too, aren't you?"
kim Taehyung
"You probably don’t want to attend tomorrow’s banquet."
Taehyung muttered under his breath and typed back: [When I get a chance, I’ll come back to visit you and Auntie.]
A moment later, a reply came from the other side, the wording seeming somewhat cold: [Don’t come. Stay at your home.]
taehyung glanced at it but didn’t pay it much mind.
He spread the test papers out on the desk, seriously getting ready to go over his mistakes.
But just a few minutes later, someone knocked on the door.
No way he could concentrate on the questions now.
taehyung scratched his head and walked over to open the door.
Standing outside was a tall, sturdy man with distinct features, standing a good half-head taller than taehyung. The corridor light cast a shadow over taehyung.
His throat tightened instinctively.
His lips moved a few times, but no sound came out.
This was his eldest brother, Kim Namjoon
His biological older brother, born of the same parents.
Kim namjoon took after their father in both looks and height. In contrast, taehyung resembled hye kyo entirely—delicate and petite, with almond-shaped eyes, a small nose, fair skin, and rosy lips, like a doll displayed in a shop window. Apart from his not-so-short height, namjoon felt that everything else about him was "small"—though what he hadn't seen was another story.
In short, every time namjoon saw this younger brother, who'd only recently come into the family, he felt unsure how to interact with him.
It almost felt like taehyung was even younger than jimin.
Kim Namjoon mc' elder brother
"Come with me."
Kim Namjoon mc' elder brother
namjoon paused, then added: "We're going to deliver an invitation next door."
kim Taehyung
"Delivering an invitation?"
kim Taehyung
The teenager in front of him pouted, seeming somewhat reluctant. "Why do I have to deliver the invitation in person?"
Kim Namjoon mc' elder brother
Namjoon looked past taehyung into the bedroom, noticing the test papers spread out on the desk. His tone softened slightly. "I’m taking you to meet someone. It’s the youngest son of the jeon family’s elder. According to family hierarchy, you should call him Uncle. Besides, we’ll be back in time for dinner, and with the seven-day National Day holiday, you can relax a bit."
This kind of kid was really hard to raise.
Namjoon had never spoken such a long string of words at once before.
In the end, he still dragged taehyung out.
Downstairs, hye kyo was no longer watching short dramas but was now playing a cooking mobile game, vigorously shaking her phone to flip the ingredients in the pan.
When taehyung came downstairs, hye kyo looked over.
Kim Hye kyo mc' mother
"Heading out?"
taehyung mumbled in response, wanting to pull up his hood but remembering he had already changed into comfy clothes and was only wearing a jacket.
Kim Hye kyo mc' mother
"You'll need to get up early tomorrow, baby. Want me to wake you?"
system 996
System 996: "Hey, this is when you should refuse and say you want to sleep in!"
kim Taehyung
"Sorry, Bro 996, my bad."
system 996
"Watch it next time, you must stay in character!"
kim Taehyung
"Yeah, yeah, next time for sure."
system 996
Bro 996 checked the task data and said, surprised, "Perfect, the person living next door is the male lead's uncle. You need to—!#@$%"
kim Taehyung
"Huh? I need to what?"
system 996
"You need—#￥%~！……"
kim Taehyung
"Bro 996? What are you saying?"
system 996
Bro 996 was full of confusion. "I said it, you can't hear me?"
kim Taehyung
taehyung confirmed, "I can’t hear you."
system 996
Bro 996 muttered, "New systems always have glitches. There might be a bug in our private chat channel. Let me take a look."
Meanwhile, taehyung followed namjoon to the house next door.
After ringing the doorbell, someone quickly came to open the door.
Click—
The door opened, revealing the person inside.
taehyung was still thinking about what Bro 996 had said.
From the day he was found by the kim family, taehyung had been bound to the Bro 996 system. According to Bro 996, jimin was the chosen one in this world, one of the protagonists. The other protagonist was yoongi, jimin’s fated love interest. However, due to a lack of a "catalyst," their relationship couldn’t progress, so the two remained just close friends.
taehyung’s role was to be that crucial "catalyst."
He was the key to advancing their relationship.
But since Bro 996 didn’t have a specific action guide, they could only take things one step at a time. Still, staying in character was key.
taehyung thought to himself: although he was the "catalyst" for their relationship, he had to constantly oppose jimin and cause trouble, especially between kim jimin and Jeon yoongi. Even if their relationship was destined to end up together, he couldn’t actively bring them closer. Instead, he had to let their feelings intensify through conflict.
So, if his attitude toward yoongi was to "suck up to" him, then his attitude toward yoongi’s uncle should be even more—
With that thought, taehyung remembered what namjoon had said earlier.
So when the door opened, he couldn’t help but say:
Kim Namjoon mc' elder brother
"............"
Jeon Jungkook ml
"............"
jeon jungkook stood at the door, coolly looking at the kid in front of him.
He was wearing beige cartoon bear pajamas, with thick, somewhat messy black hair. It was unclear what he had been doing earlier, but there was a faint red mark on his face, as if stamped by a seal. His eyes were big but seemed a bit dazed, making him look very young. He was thin, with only the flesh on his cheeks seeming somewhat soft. But no matter what, he should at least be eighteen, right?
Jeon Jungkook ml
jungkook said calmly, "No need for that."
He was only 22, after all.
Half a minute later, namjoon was talking privately with jungkook and hoseok, while taehyung sat on the sofa in the living room.
He couldn’t help but scratch his cheek and glance over at jungkook.
He had no idea the person behind the door would be so young, and also... so attractive. Probably the most handsome person taehyung had ever seen.
Elegant as an orchid, handsome as jade. His presence was like a noble plant, and his face was as flawless as fine jade.
His eyebrows and eyes were strikingly handsome, like a carefully carved statue. At first glance, he was very impactful, but he also seemed cold and unapproachable.
Calling someone like that "Uncle"—he really had the nerve to say it.
taehyung couldn’t help but pat his own mouth.
kim Taehyung
taehyung instinctively looked in the direction of the sound, and his eyes lit up.
kim Taehyung
It was a blue-gray merle Border Collie!
With a base coat of blue-gray and white fur, its face was half blue-gray and half white, with ice-blue eyes—very beautiful and handsome.
taehyung instinctively wanted to pet him.
system 996
Bro 996 popped up at that moment: "No, a villain persona doesn’t have compassion. They don’t like dogs!"
kim Taehyung
"Oh... okay."
taehyung could only pull his hand back with some disappointment.
But even though taehyung didn’t move, the merle Border Collie did.
It glanced at taehyung again, perked its ears, then turned around and ran to its food bowl. With a grunt, it buried its head inside
The next second, it ran back with its mouth stuffed.
It opened its mouth and "poured" a pile of dog food onto taehyung’s leg.
Then it sat beside taehyung, wagging its tail, as if to say: Eat up.
Probably because it had seen taehyung patting his mouth earlier.
kim Taehyung
: "............"
The commotion caught the attention of namjoon's group.
Kim Namjoon mc' elder brother
namjoon walked over. "What’s wrong?"
kim Taehyung
He saw the kid sitting on the sofa stand up angrily. "It gave me dog food, and worst of all, it’s covered in drool! Ew!"
He said while pointing at the dog beside him.
little stone
"Woof!" The dog excitedly barked.
jungkook's eyes flashed as he glanced at the dog still happily wagging its tail.
Jeon Jungkook ml
"Sorry, he's not usually like this."
Jeon Jungkook ml
jungkook walked over, and patted his dog's head. "Let me apologize on behalf of my Xiao Shitou. Is that alright?"
kim Taehyung
"It's... it's fine."
kim Taehyung
taehyung gave a light cough: "Since you've apologized, then, then let's leave it at that."
With the invitation delivered, namjoon took taehyung and left.
Jung Hoseok
hoseok glanced at the closed door. "The child the kim family took them back... hmm... seems pretty ordinary?"
Jung Hoseok
jhope grew curious. "You have other thoughts?"
Jeon Jungkook ml
jungkook didn't answer but instead looked at his dog. "You'd actually give away dog food for a stranger?"
Jeon Jungkook ml
His gaze swept over the sofa, and jungkook paused again. "Then where's the dog food you gave?"
The sofa was spotless, not a single piece of dog food remained.
Didn't even need cleaning.
On the way back, taehyung dumped the dog food he was holding into a trash can, then put his hands together and bowed before the bin.
It wasn't that he was wasting food
He really can't eat dog food.
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