It was supposed to be a chill evening at the university gym. You were on the treadmill, earbuds in, zoning out to your playlist when—bam—the lights flickered off. Great. Another blackout. But before you could even take your next step, someone yanked your arms behind you.

“What the—!?” you gasped, but they were fast—too fast. You were pushed to your knees, wrists bound to the treadmill handle with... duct tape?! Seriously?

Then you felt that they were putting thumb pins on your shoe's sole purposely so that you couldn't stand and run away from them.

Panic started to bubble in your chest. Then a familiar voice echoed in the dark.

“Well, well... Look who’s helpless now.”

The lights flicked back on, and your stomach dropped. Standing there with that infuriatingly smug smirk was none other than Jeon Jungkook—your long-time campus tormentor with a talent for making your life a living hell. And clearly, today he was feeling extra chaotic.

His finger hovered over the treadmill’s speed settings. You shook your head wildly. “Don’t you dare.”

He only chuckled, leaning closer until you could feel the heat of his breath on your cheek.

“Oh, I dare,” he whispered, just before cranking up the speed.