"Claimed By The Demon" {Season One}
episode 4
The room remained frozen in silence as the professor stepped forward, placing a few papers on the desk with calculated precision.
Then he spoke his voice was cold, deep, and dripping with quiet dominance.
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Good morning, everyone,” he said, his tone sending a chill through the room. “I’m Jeon Jungkook… your new professor.”
Every word echoed like thunder in Taehyung’s ears. That voice, it gripped Taehyung chest, shook something deep inside him.
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Jimin leaned over and whispered, “Tae… are you breathing?”
But Taehyung couldn’t answer.
Because at that moment, Professor Jungkook’s eyes swept across the room again
and landed directly on him.
And they didn’t move.
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“Those eyes…” Taehyung murmured, barely a whisper escaping his lips. “I’ve seen them… somewhere…”
His voice trembled as he stared back into Professor Jungkook’s cold, unreadable gaze. Something ancient stirred inside him a memory, a dream… or maybe a forgotten truth buried deep within his soul.
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Taehyung's heart raced, hands trembling beneath the desk.
Who are you…? he thought.
Why does it feel like…💭
Jungkook’s cold gaze swept across the room once more, his presence silencing even the whispers.
Then, in his deep, commanding voice, he said
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“Open your books. Page number... 666.”
Professor Jungkook began teaching, his voice steady and sharp each word precise, each explanation laced with quiet authority. The students listened, captivated by his presence, hanging onto every syllable.
But every few seconds… his gaze would drift back to Taehyung.
Silent. Intent. Calculated.
And each time, a faint smirk would tug at the corner of his lips like he knew something no one else did. Something only meant for the boy sitting near the window.
Taehyung, however, didn’t notice. He was focused, eyes locked on his textbook, brows furrowed in concentration. He tried to shake off the strange feeling still lingering in his chest from earlier.
But Jungkook saw it all.
The confusion.
The tension.
The innocence.
And deep within his unreadable eyes, something dark flickered
“Soon… you'll remember me, little one
The bell rang, signaling the end of class. Chairs scraped against the floor, chatter erupted, and students rushed to pack their things.
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Jimin quickly slung his bag over his shoulder and grabbed Taehyung’s arm.
“Come on, lover boy, stop staring into the void. Let’s go!” he whispered with a grin, tugging Taehyung toward the door.
Taehyung blinked, still a little dazed, and followed without resistance. As they passed by the professor’s desk, something shifted
Jungkook, still seated, slowly closed his eyes. He inhaled deeply, as if breathing in something precious sacred.
A subtle smirk crept onto his lips.
As he opened his eyes again, they weren’t the usual cold brown.
They were glowing crimson red for just a heartbeat… then back to normal
His voice was no louder than a breath, but it echoed through the still room like a vow.
And far down the hallway, Taehyung suddenly shivered.
Jimin glanced over at Taehyung as they walked through the hallway, noticing the way his friend hugged his bag a little tighter and kept glancing behind him.
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“What happened, bear?” Jimin asked, raising a playful brow. “You okay
Taehyung didn’t answer right away.
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Jimin nudged him with his elbow, smirking.
“You look like you just saw a ghost~ 👻 Or was it the hot professor that left you breathless?” he teased, wiggling his eyebrows dramatically.
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Taehyung blinked out of his daze, cheeks flushing slightly.
“I—I don’t know…” he mumbled. “It just… felt weird. Like he was staring into my soul or something…”
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Jimin gasped theatrically. “Omo! You’re already soul-bound! You two are doomed in love~!”
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“Yah!” Taehyung swatted at him, trying to hide the way his heart was still racing.
Jimin playfully teased Taehyung, making him pout as they walked side by side into the cafeteria. The two sat down with their trays, laughter echoing softly between them as they began to eat.
But midway through his meal, Taehyung paused.
A strange shiver crept down his spine. That familiar feeling again eyes on him.
He glanced around, his gaze scanning every corner of the cafeteria. Nothing. No one out of place
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He shook his head slightly, trying to brush off the unease.
"Just my imagination," he muttered under his breath, then returned to his food… though the feeling never quite left.
The rest of the day passed in a blur of classes and chatter, but that unsettling feeling still lingered in the back of Taehyung's mind.
After school, he finally made his way home. As he stepped through the front gate, a familiar warmth greeted him there he was, his beautiful mom, standing at the doorway with a soft, radiant smile that could melt any worry away.
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Without a second thought, Taehyung dropped his bag and ran to her.
“Emma!” he called out, arms flinging around her. “I missed you so much…”
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seokjin hugged him tightly, gently running his fingers through his hair.
“I missed you too, my little bear,” he whispered, holding him like the world outside didn’t
After chatting with Emma for a while, Taehyung quietly made his way to his room.
He tossed his bag aside and flopped onto the bed, face buried in the pillow. With a long sigh, he closed his eyes, but peace didn’t come.
Instead, the morning incident came flooding back. That gaze. That presence.
His heartbeat suddenly picked up, pounding against his ribcage like a warning drum.
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He placed a trembling hand over his chest, trying to steady it.
“Strange…” he murmured to himself. “What’s happening to me?”
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jungkook Images flashed through his mind that man…
Those eyes. Cold, yet familiar. Powerful, yet broken
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“I’ve seen them before… but where?”
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He turned onto his side, staring blankly at the wall.
“Why does my heart ache like this? Who is he?”
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“He didn’t look like a normal professor… no, he’s something else. Something dangerous… or maybe…
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my imagination...?
Taehyung slowly closed his eyes again, trying to calm the storm inside him.
But all he could see… were those eyes.
Jungkook’s eyes.
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