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"Sora!" Jimin gasped when my legs gave up on me. I was paralyzed by the sight before me.

"Yoongi..." I whispered as the world harshly spun around me. I couldn't feel my body. I couldn't concentrate on anything but the sound of my heavy heartbeat thumping against my chest.

"WHERE'S THE DOCTOR?!" Taehyung roared after he rested Yoongi's body on the floor.

"Let me go," I muttered under my breath, slowly coming back to my senses.

"They'll be here!" Another voice echoed across the mansion as Yoongi lay unconscious on the floor.

"LET ME GO!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, roughly yanking my arms away from Jungkook.

"Sora you can't-"

"MOVE OUT OF MY WAY!" I screamed, hastily pushing Jimin aside, and rushed up to Taehyung and Yoongi.

"Sora- I'm sorry," Taehyung looked at me in extreme guilt. I fell to my knees with a loud thud.

"Yoongi..." I shakily lifted his lifeless body in terror. He was soaked in blood from head to toe. My mouth dropped open in shock when I saw the severe bruises on his face and body. His warm blood... soaking my clothes as I held on to his flopping head.

"Sora..." Taehyung whispered, reaching out for me as I continued to stare at Yoongi in disbelief.

"Don't touch me!" I snapped, pushing his hands away, and wrapped my arms around Yoongi. I bit my lips when my body trembled out of control, so I glanced around the living to find Yoongi's blood splattering all over the floor.

"You'll be fine," I whimpered in sorrow and desperately pressed down on his bleeding stomach to stop blood from surging out of his body.

"I'm sorry," I choked while rubbing Yoongi's beaten face. There were scratches all over his face. His nose was broken and his lips were all bloody.

"Where's the doctor?" I whispered. I examined Yoongi's condition to find blood tricking down his arms and onto the pearly white floor.

"This is a nightmare. TELL ME THIS IS A NIGHTMARE!" I shrieked in frustration as I tightened my grip around Yoongi's body. I can't lose you! I can't lose you! I CAN'T LOSE YOU, MIN YOONGI! I screamed in distress and tugged Yoongi's lifeless body against mine in extreme pain.

"They're here!" Someone announced when the door burst open.

"Come on," Taehyung grabbed my arm, but I roughly shoved him away.

"Go away!" I sobbed, protectively holding onto Yoongi's bloody body. Don't take him away from me!

"He has to be treated!" Taehyung snapped, tugging me away from Yoongi as Jimin and Jungkook heaved Yoongi off the floor.

"Get him into the medical room!" The doctor ordered when a few nurses and surgeons bustle into the mansion in a hurry.

"Yoongi..." I cried, reaching out for him as Jungkook and Jimin carried him away.

"Sora! Please! I'm sorry!" Taehyung hugged me tightly as my heart broke into pieces. I tried to contain my emotions but I lost it when I found terrific trails of Yoongi's blood all over the mansion's floor- it looks like a slaughterhouse.

"THIS IS BECAUSE OF YOU! BECAUSE OF ALL OF YOU!" I screamed, smacking his chest in rage. If it weren't for them- Yoongi and I would be safe and happy!

"I'm sorry," Taehyung apologized in guilt. I shoved him away and turned to press my blood-soaked hands against my face.

"I never asked to be involved in all of this!" I sobbed, turning to glare at Mr. Jeon and Mrs. Kim in pain. My life is a mess because of them!

"S-Sora-shi... we're sorry," Mrs. Kim carefully approached me. Mr. Jeon bit his lower lip apologetically. WHAT KIND OF MONSTERS ARE THEY!? HOW CAN THEY DO THIS TO AN INNOCENT PERSON!? FUCK THEIR STUPID GAME! I HATE IT! I FUCKING HATE THEM!

"Leave me alone!" I gritted, backing away from them before running back into my room as tears rolled down my cheeks. Taehyung exhaled heavily and chased after me, so I quickened my pace and banged the door shut in his face.

"Sora!" Taehyung called, desperately banging on my door.

"Go away!" I screamed as I leaned against the door in pain.

"Sora please..." Taehyung begged in a broken voice.

"Leave me alone..." I choked, sitting on the floor with my back pressed against the door. I'm so tired of this alpha shit!

"I'm sorry," Taehyung whimpered from the other side of the door. Is he crying? He's not the type to cry though. I didn't respond to his pleas, but rested my head against the door and cried for hours.

"Yoongi please be okay..." I whisper while hugging my knees as endless tears flood down my cheeks. Slowly... I drifted off into a deep sleep. Tell me this is a nightmare... please wake up from this misery.

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The morning birds were chirping outside the window when I woke up from the terrible nightmare. Everything seems to be quiet and calm. Was it a nightmare? It was just a dream, right? I kept my eyes closed because I wasn't ready to face reality. I slowly opened my eyes. Was it a nightmare?

"Oh..." I whispered while staring at my hands. It's covered in dried blood. My heart sank in realization.

"It wasn't a dream," I whispered, beginning to tremble as tears formed in my eyes again.

"Yoongi," I whispered as wave after wave of pain struck my chest over and over again.

"Yoongi- oh- Taehyung..." I yanked my door open in a hurry. Taehyung was sitting against the door, so he fell backward when I pulled the door open.

"Sora," Taehyung whispered in a tired voice.

"Are you okay? You were out here the entire night?" I asked, helping him onto his feet. He was still covered in Yoongi's blood.

"I'm sorry..." Taehyung shook his head and desperately looked into my eyes.

"Didn't you two sleep?" Jungkook asked, walking up to us... looking refreshed and clean. I pursed my lips and glanced at Taehyung's dirty clothes. I was so devastated- I failed to notice that Taehyung was also hurt. I eyed the deep cut over the edge of his eyebrow and scanned the bruises on his hands in guilt.

"How's Yoongi?" I quickly turned to ask Jungkook.

"Still unconscious. The doctors managed to stop his severe bleeding. He was hurt pretty bad," Jungkook shrugged while leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

"He's alive?" Taehyung sighed in relief.

"Barely... but he's hanging on," Jungkook nodded. I felt numb once again.

"You two should shower, and clean yourself up. We have a meeting in thirty minutes," Jungkook shrugged and walked away.

"Can we talk about this later? I really need to explain myself," Taehyung begged, turning to look at me with dark circles around his eyes.

"Yeah... alright," I nodded and returned to my room to take a shower. The warm water slowly washing Yoongi's blood into the drain. Pitter patter... pitter patter. I listened to repetitive droplets hitting the floor with my eyes closed. I let the water rinse away my tears as I silently sobbed in the shower. I got dressed and made my way into the living room. Everyone was already there.

"My poor Sora," Mrs. Kim hugged me after I sat next to her in silence.

"Our doctor is doing their best to restore Yoongi's condition," Mr. Jeon informed me sadly.

"I'm glad to hear that," I whispered while staring at my fingers.

"He'll have to stay with us from now on. Even after he recovers because we're responsible for the harm that was inflicted on him," Mr. Kim clasped his hands together.

"Who did it?" I asked and gripped my hands.

"We're still investigating. Currently, we have two suspects. Kim Seokjin and Shin Minho," Mr. Jeon leaned back against the couch.

"Seokjin? I don't think so. He has no reason to hurt us," Taehyung turned to look at Mr. Jeon in confusion.

"He might be the second highest rank, but we're always a threat to him. A week ago we almost surpassed his assets," Mr. Kim sighs deeply.

"That makes sense. Maybe he wants to weaken our households to stop us from climbing the rank," Jungkook nodded with his eyebrows furrowed.

"Except, Yoongi isn't an alpha. He's an average. Why on earth would Seokjin hurt him?" Mrs. Kim gave me a comforting pat on my back.

"You're right. Why would he do that?" Mr. Jeon whispered while rubbing his face in frustration.

"To warn us?" Jungkook shrugged as he sat down beside Taehyung.

"I don't think it's him. I'm sure it's Minho," Taehyung spoke in a dangerous tone. I tensed my body when I noticed the darkness looming over him when he mentioned Minho's name.

"Why would he do that? So far the Shin has been avoiding us since we're a rank higher than them," Mrs. Kim sighed in confusion.

"Yoongi... punched him in the nose the day we went to the hospital," I said quietly when I realized something. So it was Minho who took revenge...?

"So the kid caused that trouble himself? We shouldn't be responsible for it," Mrs. Jeon chuckles loudly, causing the whole living room to fall silent.

"What?" Mrs. Jeon asked when she noticed everyone staring at her. Is she seriously okay?

"Anyways, you're telling me there was a direct conflict between Yoongi and the Shin's son?" Mr. Jeon asked, turning to look at me in concern.

"Neh," I nodded. Yoongi only gave him a punch... Minho went too far.

"Minho tried to harass Sora in the hospital's bathroom," Taehyung blurted out, causing everyone to turn and stare at me.

"Omo, did he hurt you?" Mrs. Kim stared at me worriedly.

"I managed to escape him," I glanced at Taehyung.

"It makes sense. The Shin somehow got their hands on the hospital. It was just a mere punch but in the alpha's society... revenge is revenge," Mr. Kim nods.

"It's been quiet for a few years. Now the Shin is stirring things up again," Mr. Jeon stared blankly at the floor.

"Sora will you excuse us for a moment? Taehyung and Jungkook, head to my room and bring me my record book," Mr. Jeon nodded while tapping his finger against his chin.

"Neh..." I quietly bowed and made my way out of the mansion's front door. Is there something I shouldn't know about? They're discussing something important huh?

"Sora!"

"You scared me!" I shrieked when someone jumped from behind me.

"Mianhae~ Why are you out here?" Jimin cheekily smiles.

"They're having an important meeting inside," I nodded toward the mansion.

"Ah... I guess I'll have to wait out here too then," Jimin nods, sitting down on the bench.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, sitting beside him.

"I thought I should bring Taehyung and you some snacks," Jimin smiled, lifting up a bag full of sweets and drinks.

"I see," I sighed while staring at my feet.

"He's gonna be fine, don't worry," Jimin suddenly grabbed my hand. What is he doing?

"I hope so..." I whispered... still staring at our hands.

"Who did they suspect?" Jimin asked while smiling at me as if it were nothing. He does this often, doesn't he? Holding people's hands while he talks.

"Minho and Seokjin," I answered and pulled my hands away from Jimin.

"Minho. It must be him," Jimin chuckled... glancing away.

"How can he be so cruel? Yoongi only punched his nose," I whispered.

"That's what alphas do. We make it twenty times worst," Jimin let out a dark chuckle, surprising me with his unexpected mood shift.

"You alphas are crazy," I looked away uncomfortably. I'm only used to seeing the bright and innocent side of Jimin.

"Tsk, we're crazy- That's why we murder each other," Jimin spoke in a low tone... causing this weird sensation to stir inside me. I stared at him in silence. He has that dark side too...?

"You shouldn't be innocent Sora. You have to be tough, or else you'll be targeted," Jimin turns to look at me with the darkness in his eyes. It's not the usual bright eyes... What the hell?

"Shouldn't be innocent?" I trailed off while staring at Jimin uncomfortably.

"Yeah, don't show your vulnerable side. Hurt them if you have to, torture them if you have to... kill them if you have to. All that matter is that you survive," Jimin tilted his head, giving me a disturbing smile.

"I-I'm not an alpha though," I whispered, still staring at Jimin in shock but he didn't seem to notice it.

"Ah! Right!" Jimin blinks a few times before breaking into a cheeky smile again. What did I just...?

"GUYS!" A familiar voice called out for us.

"Oh, no... Why is he here?" Jimin facepalmed himself before turning towards the voice.

"We heard the unfortunate news!" Seokjin appeared with a few bags in his hands. He's here with the gifts again...

"Another bag of Ginseng drinks?" I weakly smiled at Seokjin.

"No, something better," Seokjin winks at me and lifted up the bag.

"Who's this-..." An unfamiliar face questions while staring at me. He's tall and handsome... taller than Seokjin and Taehyung.

"Ah! Namjoon! This is Sora! Sora! This is Namjoon! My best friend! The top smartest student on campus! He's a genius!" Seokjin beamed, proudly smacking Namjoon's chest with his hand.

"Nice to meet you," Namjoon smiled. He has cute dimples...

"Nice to meet you too," I smiled at him.

"NOW TELL ME- WHO DID THAT TO YOUR BOYFRIEND?! I SHALL SHOOT HIM DOWN! BANG BANG BANG!" Seokjin waved his arms in the air funnily while he grinned at me.

"Aish... this is crazy... you're crazy..." Jimin shook his head at Seokjin's dramatic gestures in displease. Namjoon, however, was still staring at me with an observing stare.