𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 [ Chapter - 2 ]

ENEMIES TO LOVERS

Chapter - 2

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Savage Mode ON: Drama, Taunts & Payback

Jungkook stared at his hoodie, now completely ruined by the coffee stain. Hana wasn’t any less annoyed. The entire canteen had gone silent, everyone enjoying this unexpected free comedy show.

Jungkook (dramatically sighing): “My brand-new hoodie… It’s gone. I should hold a funeral.”

Hana (sarcastically): “Yeah, go ahead. Make a tribute video too!”

Jungkook glared at her. Hana stood her ground, flipping her hair like a true drama queen.

Jungkook: “I’m guessing ‘Excuse me’ and ‘Sorry’ aren’t part of your vocabulary?”

Hana (mocking smile): “And I’m guessing ‘Watch where you’re going’ isn’t part of yours?”

Jimin (whispering to Taehyung): “I think these two need their own boxing ring.”

Taehyung (smirking): “And a therapist.”

Yn and Sumi were enjoying the show from their table.

Yn (teasing Hana): “So, what do you think about our dear drama king?”

Hana (flipping her hair again): “Not impressed. He’s like a slow-processing robot.”

Jungkook (gasps dramatically): “A robot?! Excuse me, miss, but your logic has already crashed!”

Jimin and Taehyung burst into laughter, while Yn and Sumi struggled to keep theirs in. Hana glared at Jungkook as if she was ready to smack him with her shoe.

Hana (crossing her arms): “Your brain works slower than my Wi-Fi!”

Jungkook (mock offended): “Unbelievable! No one has ever dared to call me slow before!”

Taehyung (grinning): “That’s because no one wanted to break the truth to you, bro.”

Yn and Hana high-fived, while Jungkook shot them an annoyed look. Defeated, he took off his hoodie, only to make a sad puppy face at the stain.

Jungkook: “Let’s take a moment of silence for my dear hoodie.”

The entire table laughed, and Hana, just to be extra, joined her hands together in fake sympathy.

Hana: “May this poor hoodie’s soul rest in peace.”

Yn (laughing): “This isn’t a canteen, it’s a comedy club today!”

Sumi (grinning): “And the funniest part? This fight is far from over.”

Hana threw one last deadly glare at Jungkook before walking away with Yn and Sumi. Jungkook, still sulking, went back to his table with Jimin and Taehyung. But, of course, he couldn’t resist getting in a final dig—

Jungkook (mocking): “Thanks to you, I need to go shopping for new clothes!”

Hana (smirking): “Yeah, yeah. Don’t bother thanking me!”

Jungkook dramatically rested his head on Taehyung’s shoulder, acting like a heartbroken victim.

Taehyung (patting his head): “Poor Jungkook… A hoodie was sacrificed today.”

Yn: "Hana, thank you very much." Yn dramatically placed a hand on her chest and let out a deep sigh, as if someone had just saved her life.

Hana (raising an eyebrow): "Why are you thanking me? Did I do something?"

Yn (grinning): "Oh, I just really wanted to watch a movie today, and thanks to you, I got to see a live-action WWE match for free! It was so entertaining! Just like watching two wild animals fighting to the death. Totally worth it!”

Hana paused for a moment, then smirked mischievously.

Hana: "You were no less! The way you were fighting with Taehyung in class—"You sit on the other seat, I'll sit here."

 It literally felt like a battle for the royal throne!”

Then, Hana dramatically mimicked Yn’s stance, making a royal expression as if she were a queen in some historical drama who refused to leave her place.

Sumi, who had been holding it in, finally burst into laughter, almost falling off the chair. Yn shot Hana a sharp death glare, but Hana continued acting like an overconfident queen, feeling proud of her flawless imitation.

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After the Canteen: The Ultimate Staring Contest

Once the break was over, everyone returned to their seats. Hana sat down peacefully, but her mind was anything but calm. She playfully stuck her tongue out at Jungkook, like a mischievous kid who just stole someone’s chocolate.

Jungkook, never one to back down, did the exact same thing—except with even more dramatic expressions, as if he had just won an Olympic medal.

Sumi and Jimin burst into laughter, thoroughly enjoying the mini battle in front of them.

Meanwhile… on the other side of the class, a silent war had begun.

Yn and Taehyung locked eyes in a way that only enemies or secret agents do—

“Bombastic side eye Criminal Offensive Side-Eyes" Staring Contest.

Both were throwing deadly glares at each other, their minds thinking the exact same thing:

"How long before this person just disappears?"

The class was about to start, but their intense eye battle was still going strong.

To any normal person, it might have looked like they were just staring at each other. But in reality, an unspoken challenge had begun— “Who will win next time?”

Yn’s mind: “Can someone please explain why this guy keeps appearing wherever I go?!?”

Taehyung’s mind: “Why does this girl refuse to sit quietly in peace?!”

Jungkook & Hana’s minds: “Today’s teasing session was a success. Mission accomplished.”

Sumi & Jimin: “We’re just here for the entertainment. Where’s the popcorn?

Professor walks in, and with a sense of authority, he begins the lecture, his voice steady as he captures everyone’s attention.

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And with that, the first day at the university draws to a close. The bell rings, and the students gather their things, exchanging goodbyes as they head out, the weight of the day settling on their shoulders.

[Yn's Home]

Yn comes home, throws her bag on the sofa, and lies down on it.

Jung Yn, still half-dead from exhaustion, collapsed on the sofa like she had just run a marathon. "Oppa… I’m dying. Bring me some juice… or else my ghost will haunt you forever."

J-Hope, smirked from behind his phone. "Oh? A juice request? Your request is my command dear sister!"

But inside his head? "MUAHAHA! TIME FOR REVENGE!"

He sneaked into the kitchen, grabbed a glass, and poured orange juice… well, mostly orange juice. But then, he added:

✔️ Red chili powder

✔️ Lemon juice (for extra burn)

✔️ A drop of soy sauce (for confusion)

✔️ A tiny bit of wasabi (for regret)

He stirred it with an evil grin and walked back, acting innocent. "Here you go, dear sister. The freshest juice, made with pure love."

Jung Yn took the glass, not suspecting a thing. She gulped it down in one go.

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"......."

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"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

She jumped up so fast she almost hit the ceiling. "OPPA!!!!! WHAT DID YOU GIVE ME?! A VOLCANO??!!"

Her mouth was on fire. Her eyes were watering. Her soul left her body.

J-Hope fell onto the floor, laughing so hard he was rolling like a potato. "HAHAHAHAHA! OH MY GOD, YOUR FACE! I CAN’T BREATHE!!"

Yn ran around the house like a headless chicken. "WATER! MILK! ANYTHING!!"

She grabbed a bottle of milk from the fridge and chugged it like her life depended on it.

J-Hope wiped his tears. "Aww, don’t be mad, Yn-ah! It was just a tiny joke—"

Yn, still recovering, suddenly smirked. "Oh, Oppa… Just wait."

J-Hope blinked. "Wait for wha—?"

But she was already in the kitchen.

REVENGE MODE: ACTIVATED.

She grabbed his favorite milkshake glass. But this time, she added:

✔️ Salt (lots of it)

✔️ A splash of vinegar

✔️ Soy sauce (for drama)

✔️ A hint of garlic paste

✔️ A spoonful of toothpaste (because why not?)

She mixed it well, trying not to laugh.

J-Hope, still giggling, walked in. "Aigoo, you look so calm. Finally accepted defeat?"

Yn smiled sweetly. "Of course, Oppa. Here, have your milkshake. It’s my peace offering."

J-Hope raised an eyebrow but took the glass. "Hmm, suspicious… but okay!"

He took a big sip.

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"BLEURGGHHH!!!"

J-Hope spat it out instantly. His eyes bulged like a fish out of water. "WHAT—WHAT IS THIS?? DID I JUST DRINK A WHOLE OCEAN??"

Yn clapped her hands. "Revenge is SWEET! Or should I say... SALTY?"

J-Hope gagged. "IT TASTES LIKE REGRET! IT TASTES LIKE A MISTAKE!"

Yn smirked. "Oops. Must’ve added my ‘special ingredient.’"

J-Hope coughed. "What ingredient?? POISON??"

Before she could answer, Eomma Jung’s deadly voice echoed.

"YAH! YOU TWO AGAIN?!"

Both turned like deer caught in headlights.

Nari stood beside Mrs Jung, recording on her phone. "And today’s episode of ‘Siblings Gone Crazy’ features a juice war."

Mrs Jung sighed. "I swear, one of you is married, and the other is 25. But you both act like you’re in kindergarten!"

J-Hope wiped his mouth dramatically. "Eomma… I have been poisoned."

Yn scoffed. "You started it, Mr. Chili Juice."

Nari zoomed in on J-Hope’s face. "Breaking news: Local husband sues sister for attempted murder."

J-Hope pointed at Yn. "YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!"

Yn crossed her arms. "Try me, ketchup face."

Mrs Jung rubbed her temples. "Both of you, dinner punishment."

Yn and J-Hope froze in horror.

Dinner punishment = NO MEAT. ONLY BITTER VEGETABLES.

J-Hope whispered, "Yn… let’s escape."

Yn whispered back, "Oppa… I already packed my bag."

[Taehyung’s House]

Taehyung steps out of his car and gazes at his house for a long moment. A subtle smile plays on his face as he absorbs the warm atmosphere. He quickens his pace and reaches the door. As soon as the doorbell rings, the maid opens it.

When Taehyung enters the hall, he’s greeted by a familiar scene that fills his eyes with a soft glow. Mr. Kim is seated on the couch, his face as serious and focused as ever. Jin is also nearby, both of them engrossed in company work.

Taehyung scans the hall, but his eyes quickly settle on another sight—a sweet lady sitting in the corner of the couch. Seeing her fills him with sudden warmth, and a soft, loving smile spreads across his face. He hurries over and embraces her affectionately.

Taehyung: (with a gentle smile and warm hug) “I missed you, sweetheart.”

The lady, with a slight pout and loving eyes, replies:

Lady: (playfully irritated) “You know, Tae, ever since you started university, your grandmother feels neglected. And Jin? He’s always busy with work!”

Grandmother slaps Jin's arm.

Grandmother: (indignantly) “He never plays with me—he’s always working!”

Jin, placing his hand on his arm, retorts:

Jin: (sarcastically) “Taehyung, your grandmother is lying! I spent a whole hour with her.”

With a mischievous smile, Jin adds while showing his finger:

Jin: “And to top it off, she gave me 10 slaps in one hour!”

(He gestures by playfully indicating his cheek.)

At that moment, Grandmother, with a naughty expression, delivers another playful slap. Taehyung widens his eyes in surprise, then laughs softly as if recalling his childhood. Jin’s anger softens into a small, playful pout as he returns to his work.

Mr. Kim, watching all this unfold, gives a gentle smile—as if he’s witnessed this playful banter many times before.

Then, Grandmother’s excited voice rings out:

Grandmother: (joyfully) “Alright, enough of this! My baby bear, first tell me—have you met any girls?”

Instantly, Taehyung’s cheerful expression turns serious, and his happy face shifts to one of slight irritation—playfully complaining like a child.

Taehyung: (cutely annoyed) “Grandma, first stop calling me ‘baby bear’! What kind of treatment is that?”

Grandmother pauses for a moment, stifling her laughter, and the two share a brief, understanding moment—as if she truly gets the little annoyance of her “baby bear.” Then she laughs and says:

Grandmother: (with a loving smile) “Alright, dear, I understand. So, have you met any girls or not?”

Though Taehyung is slightly annoyed by his grandmother’s teasing, his smile remains. This playful moment between them is both cute and heartwarming.

As soon as Taehyung begins to climb the stairs, Mr. Kim's voice stops him.

Mr. Kim: (calmly) "Taehyung, have you ever thought about building connections outside your usual circles? A name can open many doors."

Taehyung halts his steps, irritation and anger evident on his face. Without showing any emotion, he responds, merely out of formality.

Taehyung: (coldly) "Yes, sir."

He tries to control himself, saying nothing more, and heads towards the stairs.

Just then, a woman's voice reaches his ears.

Lady: (softly) "Taehyung, you must be tired. Come, have something to eat."

As soon as those words reach Taehyung’s ears, his anger intensifies. A sharp pain pierces through him, as if old memories have come rushing back. The days of pain and suffering he had endured because of this woman flashed before his eyes. Her words were filled with unease, but for Taehyung, that voice was nothing but a painful reminder of old conflicts.

His face turns red with anger, his eyes filled with a mix of hatred and hurt. His hands tighten into fists, and he struggles to suppress his emotions, but his rage only grows stronger. The memories with this woman were tearing him apart.

Without saying another word, he quickens his pace and heads towards his room. With every step, his anger and frustration mount, as if he’s trying to forget his past.

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"I hope you like it"

"Write in the comments which part of this chapter you liked the most."

"According to your guess, who do you think that lady could be?"

To be continued...

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