Meep.

I let out a yelp as my hands fell flat onto the dashboard in order to protect my face from hitting the hard plastic, I was once more roughly pulled back onto the back of my seat as the car came to an abrupt stop. I let out a sigh of pure relief as I prayed in every single religion I could think of to protect me during this quite... thrilling car ride.

As I settled myself back onto my seat, I could feel Hoseok's fear radiating before I heard Jin's loud groan. "Yah! Hoseok! I said you could drive! Not kill us!" The eldest shouted, making Hoseok let out a bit of a whine.

"It's okay, Hoseok, just please try to be more careful when you brake." I instructed and he flashed me a perfect smile.

"Understood, Captain (Y/N)-ah!"

I chuckled at the nickname; after we had dinner, we instantly got ready to go to school, and since Hoseok was practically dying to practice his driving, I decided to volunteer and be the one in the passenger seat, the role that everyone was afraid of. A few of the boys were quite disappointed that I chose to sit up front with Hoseok, by a few of the boys, I mean, all of them; especially Namjoon, Taehyung, Jimin, and Yoongi.

During the whole of dinner, I felt their eyes on me, and despite my stay and diverse experiences in the household, I still could not get used to their powerful gazes; they felt like a hundred of stabbing knives, stabbing knives of pure and devoted attention, that is.

Throughout the rest of the drive, it went smooth, so much so, I found myself no longer having to instruct Hoseok on what to do, as he had caught on pretty nicely all on his own. This gave me time to think, think about everything that had been going on this past week. It was a pretty, well, hellish week to say the least. Even so, the feeling of not liking it here or the feeling of dissatisfaction never made its way to my heart, and it didn't feel wrong to be here either, quite the opposite actually; the more I stayed, the more I felt like I belonged here, in this small secluded town.

The nature of the boys still fazed me a little and I still had a bit of a hard time wrapping my head around their warped realities, I didn't understand numerous things either, and I had so many questions, even so, I was still, well, I wouldn't say happy, but I was definitely not as gloomy and depressed as I had been the first day here. I recalled my sense of fear, and even though it was still present, it lessened greatly, perhaps because with every second that passed by, I saw more of the vampires' persistent humanity that simply came out with every little action they did, especially whenever they displayed... affection or neediness.

I blushed furiously at the thought, but I still smiled, perhaps their humanity had to do something with my being here, I wasn't sure, but I hoped so. As I thought of them, I couldn't help but let my brain race back to the dream I had, with the woman, Troian, she was a bride too, much like myself, and she toyed with them like they were her own dolls, I wondered if what I was doing was the same.

The thought alone made my heart twinge and my stomach churn, I could feel the burn in my throat from the ache. Was I like her? Frankly, I didn't wish to be. She was charming, recklessly graceful and her beauty was beyond compare, but beauty was worth nothing if humanity wasn't present.

Even so, I felt quite uneasy. What if she started out the way I did? After all, I had kissed four of them already. What if I turned like her? A heartless player who toyed with their hearts like two drunken men would with a dice? It frightened me to no end, the idea of losing every single principle I had lived by and my humanity was the thing I dreaded the most.

My heart spoke at that moment, the throb in it indicated that my humanity was still there, still present, and the unexplainable feeling of excitement that churned in the core of my being whenever I thought of the vampires I currently resided with, told me I was not like their previous bride, after all, I started to feel something for each of them.

Oh lord.

As the realization hit me, I started inwardly hyperventilating, wishing not to disrupt Hoseok's focus. I could already feel the burning heat that swam through me and slowly made its way to the surface of my cheeks, making them burn. The indescribable feeling of tingling that filled my stomach as my brain replayed visions of me spending time with them assured my suspicions and I knew what it was. Butterflies.

You can trust me when I say that I loved all of God's creatures and all the metaphors they inspire, but those butterflies that flew mercilessly in my body had to be murdered at all costs. After all, I still didn't comprehend what my role as a bride was, and I was completely unsure if I were to be allowed to have feelings for them, also, I had been here for too little time to start feeling anything, and they were vampires!

I let out a deep breath, eventually coming down to a conclusion that I probably felt this way simply because of their outrageously good looks and somewhat caring natures; after all, they had been welcoming and reassuring, some might even say affectionate, they had practically saved me from the claws of one of their quite peculiar mothers.

My thoughts raced into my mind, the tingling sensations leaving my body as we finally reached the Uni. I was first to escape the car, not wanting to be swarmed by hundreds of girls, although, I should say, I shouldn't really have done that, because as I made my way to class, not even bothering to bid farewell to the boys, I was dragged along by two petite girls, they were very pretty. One of them was a short haired blonde with a curvy figure whilst the other had obviously dyed long auburn hair and was much skinnier; they were around the same height.

I rose my eyebrows as I tried to yank my arm away, which they were obviously not allowing. "Where are you taking me?" I questioned and the two of them chuckled.

"Nowhere, we just have a favor to ask you." They both spoke in unison and I rose my brows. Second day in and I already have to do favors for people? I decided not to deny just yet until I hear what the favor was.

They finally stopped dragging me when we reached a peach blossom tree and I stood there, looking at the two beautiful women.

"Yes?" I questioned and they gave me sweet smiles.

"Well, first off, welcome to JugEun Janmi University!" The blonde spoke whilst the other chuckled. "Yes! Welcome!" She cheered on, making me smile as I bowed, "Thank you."

"I'm Lee JiUn!" The red-head spoke and I smiled. "And I'm Park NaLa!" I nodded.

"It's nice to meet you both! I'm (Y/F/N)!" I stated and they grinned, bowing. "Nice to meet you!"

We chit chatted for a while before I questioned them about the favor they talked to me about, they both shyly looked down.

"Well..."

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"How far can I go? A priest such as myself should not be feeling such disgraceful emotions. Help me, Notre Dame!"

I hurried my way to class, the little chit chat I had with the two adorable freshmen had taken longer than I expected. As I fetched a seat, I let out a loud sigh, of both relief and slight exasperation. Apparently, I wore said exasperation on my face, considering the kind soul sitting by me chuckled.

"I see someone doesn't like theatre courses." He assumed and I turned to him, a scowl topped with furrowed eyebrows on my face and he rose his eyebrows. "Sorry."

I let out a breath, relaxing my face muscles. "No no, I should apologize, I'm sorry for looking borderline pissed, and I actually love theatre." I stated, making him smile once more.

"That's good, 'cause I'm a theatrical major." He informed and I nodded. "Cool."

Turning my head back towards the large podium at the end of the room, I rose my eyebrows.

"I'm assuming this is a replay of Notre Dame De Paris, right?" I questioned, eyeing the blonde male who was playing the role of Quasimodo, he stood afar up in the balcony of the amphitheater. I looked around, taking in the august red velvet curtains, the thick golden ropes, the glistening white lights, the garnet velvet cushioned seats, the elevated galleries and balconies that surrounded the rounded corner of the room, this auditorium truly looked like a theatre. I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard the loud shouts of the actors once more and I turned towards the guy sitting beside me.

"This is completely senseless! How can I, a poor bell-ringer, who hasn't gotten a past or a future behind himself or in front of, be dreaming of such a radiant woman? How can I?!"

"Why are they acting? Isn't this supposed to be like an introduction class for us non-theatre majors?" I whispered and he nodded. "Yeah, exactly, that's why the teacher wanted to play snippets of the world's greatest theatrical pieces." He answered and I nodded.

"What's up with this place, though? It looks like a real theatre rather than just a normal amphitheater."

"I know right, I'm not really in on the historical bullshit but according to my friend, Jackson, this whole building used to be like, a castle or something? And since it's just a community college, they didn't bother to redo anything with it before opening it to the public, it was big enough so they needn't add anything to it, and they used that to their advantage." He explained and I hummed. "Ah, okay."

"What's your name?" He asked and I turned to him with a warm smile. "I'm (Y/F/N)."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Kim Yugyeom." He smiled warmly, extending his hand and I gladly shook it. I drove my attention back to the stage, watching intently as the scenes of the play unfolded, each and every part more interesting, especially the parts that involved Claude Frollo. His character was nonetheless interesting, he was vicious, authoritarian, recklessly firm and severe, and thus all because of something that he was greatly devoted to; his religion.

Even so, despite his extreme fidelity towards his religion and his Christian practices as a priest, he failed not to fall in love with the beautiful gypsy, there was something oddly sorrowful about his resilient strength being beaten apart with the appearance of a bohemian woman.

I shook my head ever so slightly before I settled my attention back on the play, looking at the actors intently. I shivered a bit as I heard Phoebus' very first sentence, in a voice that I somewhat felt like I knew, and knew very well, mind you.

To my surprise, the clear and loud voice that had an impeccable depth to it belonged to none other than Taehyung; I choked on my own spit, earning a few stares from both my classmates and the actors who stood atop the stage, and of course, Taehyung offered me a wide smile before he was shouted at by the teacher, or whom I assumed to be the teacher, to stay in character, which he instantly went back to, wearing a sickening smirk as he recited his text, confidence and assurance lacing every part of his speech.

"You okay?" Yugyeom questioned and I nodded, tapping my chest a little. "Yeah, definitely." I answered, my eyes trailing back onto the stage.

"Hey, are all the actors in this, Drama majors?" I asked and the young black haired male nodded. "Yep." He stated, popping the last consonant of his reply and I felt myself choking again, but inwardly now.

I don't know why I found it hard that Taehyung was a Drama major, probably because, well it suited him perfectly. His cheerful but bipolar and split personality probably allowed him to take on different roles, which was what Theatre was all about, even so, my mind had a rough time processing the fat that Taehyung was in fact, a Drama major. A theatre actor. A goddamn actor. A goddamn good actor.

For the rest of the class, my mind traveled between the fact that Taehyung had an acting career in his mind and the favor that I had promised JiUn and NaLa, eventually setting on that matter when the professor ended the course. How was I to even mention that to the boys? Hell, how would I even get myself to do it? By boys, I mean Jungkook and Jimin.

The infamous favor the two young girls had asked of me was to hook them up with the latter men, of course, I couldn't refuse their remarkably cute begging, so I accepted, it was the spur of the moment, but even so, it seemed like the more I thought about it, the more my mind was ecstatic about the idea, whilst my heart was a complete mess.

As I gathered my things, I couldn't help but think, if I did mention it to them, and told them they had two peculiar lovely women who were interested in them, would they care? Would they acknowledge it? Or would they simply shrug it off?

I was dying to know.

But also, I didn't want to know at all.

I was back right where I started, my logic and my senses in a reckless battle, my brain told me it was the best opportunity to get these vampires out of my hair, not only that but who I was to have seven men at the sole of my shoe? It wasn't right, even so, my heart was aching to be selfish, to not tell them about it at all, after all, I could lose them.

It came to my mind at that moment, lose them?

Did I even have them?

No.

I swallowed thickly, realizing that I was no dictator of who they should be with or shouldn't, after all, I might've been their 'Sacrificial Bride' but as far as I knew, that didn't mean they couldn't just fall in love with someone other than myself. I was a choice that was forced down upon them, so technically, I didn't have them at all, I didn't own them and they don't own me.

I shook my head, why did I even care? This large load of emotions that had overtaken me that day was definitely making my stomach churn.

Gathering my things, I was about to head out when I felt a strong arm on my shoulder and I turned around, meeting Taehyung's bright smile and glistening eyes. I gave him the best smile I could muster through my mixed feelings, unable to refuse such a sweet person like himself a smile. He grinned widely.

"Are you doing okay after last night?" He questioned and I nodded. "Thank you, by the way, for yesterday." I declared, grateful and he shied away, an appearing blush on his cheeks as he ruffled his hair. This couldn't possibly be the same boy who had made me exhausted with a kiss.

Again, split personality.

I chuckled before I rubbed my forearm. "So you're a Drama major?" I asked and he n0dded as we started to walk alongside each other, probably heading for different departments, even so, we chose to stay together.

"Mhm." He added on before letting out a sigh of amazement. "Acting is simply so reliving, it allows you to escape your life for a short period of time, to feel your character's life, to feel as if you're someone else. It's a great feeling."

My eyes met his own as he spoke so fondly about his passion and I listened all the way, amazed by the amount of work it took, and by the benefits it provided, in all honesty, Taehyung could've been talking about a talking penguin and I would've still listened with great interest. He was the type of person to get you excited over everything out there, his eyes and mind were open to the world, and he was fun, extremely so. I found myself laughing so hard as I headed into my major's department, ready to study some of the more important classes, despite my usual dislike for school, I was excited, after all, it could be fun.

Classes went by fairly quickly, so much so, I hadn't even realized that it was time to get home. As the last class of my night ended, I made my way towards the car, surprised to see a beautifully written note sitting in between the windshield and its wiper. I picked it up and read carefully, my eyes scanning the intricately cursive written note.

Dear (Y/N),

All of us have already gone back home, considering our classes end early, don't worry though, you aren't alone since Jimin also finishes school at the same time as you. You two will come back together, we left you the car. Don't worry about driving, Jimin will do it. Come back home safely.

Seokjin

I raised my eyebrows before shrugging, setting the paper into one of my folders before I settled myself onto the hood, patiently waiting for the blonde's arrival. I let out a small sigh as I tapped my foot against the ground, my mind still thinking about the favor the two girls had asked of me, perhaps this would be a good time to tell Jimin about it, after all, perhaps he wished to pursue a relationship with someone else.

I had finally come to terms with the fact that I could not dictate whether or not they saw other girls, so I decided to speak to them about it, and since Jimin and I would be alone for the span of this ride, I elected that it was best to speak to him about it now.

Lost in my thoughts, I didn't notice his approaching figure till he coughed and my eyes flew to meet his own currently blue eyes. He offered me a large smile as he straightened his black blazer.

"Ready to go?" He questioned and I nodded. "Sure."

Quickly, I slipped into the passenger seat as he did in the driver seat and he launched the car, allowing it to build heat up as he removed his jacket and threw it into the backseat, his obviously strongly built upper body only covered by a thin silk blouse and the feelings that emitted into my body were enough to send me crawling into hell, so I shan't even mention my reckless intentions.

His hands settled onto the steering wheel and despite my interest in the various rings that decorated his hands, I couldn't help but pay more attention to their size. They were fairly small, which made him simply adorable. From what I've seen, and his actions, Jimin was a person who wanted to appear tough and devilish, but his caring nature was something he couldn't repress. I knew so, even if he had bitten me, I believe in his gentle side, it's something he showed me when he spoke to me about his majors, Dancing Arts and Mathematics. I chuckled silently at the thought, making his eyes settle on me.

"What's wrong?"

"Your hands are so small." I quickly retorted, holding in a laugh and he gave me a slightly pissed look before he let out a breath. "Not you too (Y/N)-ah."

"Tiny hands."

"(Y/N)-ah!"

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The drive back was fairly silent and dull, nothing interesting was talked about. I was silently humming to myself, my eyes settled onto the large diamond that illuminated the midnight blue sky, my eyes following it as we drove.

Cautiously, I somehow viewed this moment as the perfect one to talk to him about NaLa, viewing as I had already viewed it unfair not to tell the two cousins about the girls, unfair to both them and the freshmen.

"Hey, Jimin..." I started, turning to look at him. Hearing his light hum as he looked at the road, I let out a slight breath as I resumed my speech.

"This girl came to me today, she told me to try and hook you up with her." I stated, looking at him and I rose my eyebrows as I heard his low chuckle. He gave me no answer as he continued to drive and I let out a heaved breath.