At the Library
Y/N's POV
Y/N: Sir, did you call me?
(An elderly professor, perhaps in his 80s, nods gently.)
Sir: You remember, dear? You once told me how much you love reading historical books—but you wanted to read something new, something you've never seen before.
Y/N: Yes, sir. (smiles)
Sir: Then take this. It's one of my favorites. I've kept it safe for a long time... very precious to me.
Y/N: (eyes lighting up) Thank you so much, sir!
Sir: This book tells the true story of Mizoland... a place where one event changed the entire future. Always remember, my dear—changing history comes with consequences. It usually ends badly.
Y/N: Oh… I don't quite understand, sir…
Sir: You will. When the time is right. So, you're leaving for the medical trip tomorrow?
Y/N: Yes, sir. We leave early in the morning.
Sir: That's why I called you today. Now go and enjoy your reading.
Y/N: Thank you again, sir. Goodbye. Please take care.
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Author POV
As Y/N walked along the sidewalk, a sudden sound—thud—echoed from a nearby alley. Alert, she looked around. Her pace quickened. She glanced behind and noticed the shadows of three men hiding behind a tree. Her heart raced. She broke into a run.
Ahead, she spotted several black cars lined up. A tall man stood outside one of them. It was Mr. V. With no other option, she rushed to him.
Y/N: Please... h-help me. I don't know who they are. They're following me... please!
Exhausted and terrified, her legs trembled. V caught her just in time.
V: Get in the car. Now.
Jimin and Jungkook stepped out immediately and helped her inside.
One of the men shouted from the alley:
Man1: Look here, monkey—stay out of this! Hand the girl over and walk away!
Without hesitation, V pulled out his gun and shot all three men in the head.
V: Fucking bastards. Clean this mess.
Y/N, still shaken, watched in horror. She wanted to get away, but before she could say anything, V got in beside her. Jimin and Jungkook followed, and they drove off.
V: What were you doing out so late? Careless girl.
Jimin and JK turned in shock. V never showed concern for any woman—but now, his tone was different.
V: What… why are you staring at me?
Jimin turned back around quickly while Jungkook suppressed a grin.
Y/N: Mr. V… thank you for saving me. I had gone to the library... didn't realize it got this late.
V said nothing.
She noticed the wound on his hand. Without a word, she took off her scarf and gently wrapped it around his injury.
Jimin watched through the rearview mirror, a knowing smile on his face.
V: What's your name?
Jimin & JK: WHAT?!
Jimin: You don't even know her name?! I thought I just witnessed a beautiful love story reunion.
JK: Then how do you know her, V?
Y/N: We met earlier today... in a café.
Jimin: Woooh! A date and no update? I thought I was your best friend.
V glanced at her with a smirk. She looked confused.
JK: Then tell us—who are you?
Y/N: My name is Lee Y/N. I'm a medical student at Cha Medical College.
V: Hmph.
JK: I'm JK.
Jimin: And I'm Jimin.
Y/N: Oh! Mr. Park from Kim and Park Corporation, right?
V: You know Park… but not Kim?
Jimin: Jealous, much? (smirking)
V: I'm not jealous. (looking away)
JK: Ahhh… I see...
Jimin: I'll drop her at the hostel.
V: No. We'll go to the mansion first. I'll drop her off later. Don't worry.
Jimin: (muttering) That's what worries me...
V: What?
Jimin: Nothing.
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At V's Mansion
Y/N's POV
Y/N: Woah… this place is huge.
V: I know, darling. Let's go.
I followed him to his bedroom. It was stunning—clean, luxurious, and perfectly arranged. I was admiring the decor when he pulled out a first-aid kit.
Y/N: Let me help. Don't get me wrong—I'm a medical student. It's my duty.
We sat on his bed. As I bandaged his hand, he just kept staring at me. I grew nervous. His hand reached toward my face—but then he hesitated and pulled back.
Confused, I stood up. His expression turned serious. His voice dropped.
V: Sit down.
I froze. My heart pounded. He'd just killed three people. What if… what if he wanted to kill me too?
Y/N: Please... let me go...
He calmly placed his gun on the bed, then slowly removed his mask. My heart dropped. He never showed his face to anyone. Those who saw it… died.
V: Calm down, darling. I won't hurt you.
He took slow steps toward me as I backed into the wall. Tears streamed down my face. He approached, our faces just inches apart. I panicked and tried to run—but he caught me and pinned me gently.
V: Why are you running? I won't harm you.
Y/N: Please don't kill me. I haven't done anything. I won't say anything about what I saw. I swear—
Before I could finish, he leaned in and kissed me.
It was an intense moment. His lips crashed onto mine with urgency, a deep hunger wrapped in warmth. The kiss was desperate, claiming, yet tender. There was no violence—just a magnetic pull that made my entire body tremble. His hand slid around my waist, pulling me closer. Our bodies were drawn like magnets, like we had waited too long for this. I could feel the heat radiating from him, his breath mixing with mine, his hand resting just above my hip, firm and protective. My heart raced, my knees weakening, my lips moved in sync with his—giving in, craving more. It wasn't just a kiss; it was a silent confession of need, of a fire we both didn't know we had sparked.
The world around us vanished. His scent, his touch, the way he whispered against my lips without speaking—all of it overwhelmed my senses.
When we finally pulled away, we were breathless. He rested his forehead against mine, then slowly moved to my neck, exhaling softly.
He straightened up, gently wiped my tears with his long fingers, and kissed my forehead.
I finally saw him clearly. He was breathtaking—his features sculpted like art. A tiny mole on his nose made him even more irresistible.
He smiled.
V: Don't cry. I will never hurt you. I would die before letting anything happen to you. Wait here. I'll be back.
His voice was soft. Comforting.
He brought me a glass of water, helped me sit on the bed, and went to change his shirt. I stayed quiet. He calmed me. He made me feel safe.
V: Do you want something to eat?
I shook my head.
V: Let's go then.
I nodded. He smiled at my shy reaction.
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Outside the Hostel Gate – V's POV
I waited in the car while she spoke with her warden and the guard. Her madam was being difficult.
Madam: No. You broke the hostel rules. It's too late. There will be a penalty.
Y/N: Ma'am, please try to understand. I was delayed because of an emergency.
I couldn't stay quiet. I stepped out. Her madam saw me and froze.
V: She was with me. Let her in.
They trembled.
Madam: Y-yes, Mr. V. I-I'm sorry.
The warden and the watchman backed away. She started walking inside without looking back. But I pulled her gently and kissed her once more.
She looked at me—confused, her eyes teary and lips swollen.
I didn't want to let her go. But I needed time. One day, she would be mine completely.
For now... I let her go.
And she was gone.
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