"Hit or Miss"

The party was in full swing, the air charged with the buzz of students, loud music shaking the walls, and bodies moving to the beat. Jungkook was at the edge of the room, feeling out of place. He hated being around so many people, and the noise only made his thoughts louder. His eyes scanned the crowd, hoping to find somewhere quieter, but the laughter and chatter were almost suffocating.

Across the room, Taehyung was surrounded by people, his laughter cutting through the noise, his cocky grin the center of attention. He wasn’t just the life of the party—he was the one who made others feel small. He liked being in control, always ready with a sharp comment or a joke at someone else's expense. It wasn’t just about having fun for him—it was about making sure everyone knew who he was.

As he passed Jungkook, Taehyung couldn't resist a jab. "What’s up with you? You look like a lost puppy in a room full of wolves. Don’t tell me you’re the quiet type who can’t even get into a party like this."

The words hit Jungkook like a slap. He had heard Taehyung talk down to people before, but this time, it stung. Maybe it was because Taehyung was exactly the type of person Jungkook hated—someone who picked on others just to feel better about themselves. He clenched his fists, his anger rising.

Without thinking, Jungkook stepped forward and punched Taehyung square in the face. “Shut up,” he said, voice sharp. “You don’t know anything about me or anyone else. Stop acting like you’re better than everyone.”

Taehyung staggered back slightly, but his eyes burned with anger. He wiped the blood from his lip, his gaze darkening. “What the hell, Jeon?” he spat, fists clenched. “You wanna throw punches at me?”

Jungkook’s eyes were cold, unflinching. “Yeah, I do. Maybe you need a taste of your own medicine. You think you’re tough because you can insult people? Well, guess what? I’m not gonna sit back and take it from you.”

Taehyung’s lips curled into a smirk as he stepped forward, cracking his knuckles. “You really wanna do this? You’ve got some nerve.”

Before either of them could make a move, the sounds of another argument caught their attention.

On the opposite side of the room, Yoongi and Jimin were locked in a heated exchange. Jimin, with his usual playful attitude, was poking fun at Yoongi, teasing him about something trivial, but Yoongi wasn’t having it.

“Why do you always have to act like everything’s a joke, Jimin?” Yoongi’s voice was low, his annoyance clear. “Not everything is funny, you know.”

Jimin rolled his eyes, clearly irritated. “Oh, come on, Yoongi. Relax. It’s just a bit of fun. Why do you always have to be so serious? You’re too serious"

Yoongi’s eyes narrowed. “Someone has to keep things in check. Maybe you should try it sometime.”

Jimin raised an eyebrow. “What, you think I don’t take things seriously? You have no idea what I’ve been through, Yoongi. Stop acting like you know everything.”

Their words were sharp, and neither of them was backing down. The tension between them was palpable, just like the storm brewing between Taehyung and Jungkook. It was clear: the night was far from over, and the fragile walls between these unlikely enemies were about to crack.

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