Chapter Seventy-nine "Phoenix in His Arms"

 

 

 The Scandal Unveiled

The faculty meeting was in full swing, with discussions focused on the upcoming annual exams, new student admission plans, and university advertisements. The professors sat around the large conference table, their expressions serious as they exchanged opinions and strategies.

Professor Jenny, as the in-charge of such events, confidently took center stage, explaining her proposals with an air of authority. “I have prepared several designs for the new session’s advertisement and promotional materials,” she stated, clicking on the projector to display her work.

The screen lit up, showing a series of elegant designs, but before Jenny could continue, the image suddenly changed.

A hush fell over the room.

On the large screen, displayed in front of the entire faculty, was a picture of Taehyung kissing Jungkook in his office. It wasn’t a friendly or brotherly peck—it was intimate, undeniable.

Gasps echoed through the room. Namjoon’s eyes widened in shock, Seokjin’s jaw dropped, Yoongi tensed in his seat, and Hoseok’s eyes flickered with both disbelief and concern. Jenny’s smug expression faltered as whispers erupted among the staff.

Before anyone could react, the screen flickered again.

A second image appeared—Jungkook sleeping soundly over Taehyung, his face nuzzled into the older man’s chest, while Taehyung’s hand rested on his waist, inside his clothes. The sight of such a private moment being exposed in front of the entire faculty sent a ripple of tension through the room.

And then—

Another picture.

This time, Jungkook was pinned against the wall in what looked like a changing room. Taehyung was pressed close, their faces mere inches apart, the moment so intense that the air in the room felt heavy with an unspoken charge.

A loud, enraged voice shattered the silence.

“This is unacceptable!” an elderly professor shouted, slamming his hand on the table. “This is highly inappropriate! What is the meaning of this?!”

The room was thrown into chaos. Some professors whispered among themselves, while others looked at Taehyung with shock and disbelief. Jenny, who had been standing at the front, looked pale and visibly shaken.

Namjoon immediately stood up, trying to regain control of the situation. “Everyone, calm down. We need to handle this rationally.”

But then another voice spoke up, this time filled with accusation and disgust.

“Handle this rationally?” one of the senior professors scoffed. “Taehyung and Jungkook are brothers! This is not just inappropriate; this is disgusting!”

“How could they betray their family like this?” another professor muttered, shaking their head in disbelief.

“This will ruin the university’s reputation if it gets out!” someone else added.

The air was thick with judgment, and more voices joined in, each one voicing their disapproval.

Taehyung remained eerily silent, his expression unreadable as his dark eyes scanned the room. Namjoon clenched his jaw, trying to think of a way to fix this before things spiraled out of control.

Then, someone quietly stepped out of the room, taking out their phone. Dialing a number, they spoke in hushed tones, "Sir, there's a serious issue. A professor from our university is in an inappropriate relationship with his younger brother. The situation is escalating. You need to intervene before things get out of hand."

Meanwhile, in the cafeteria, Jungkook and his friends were laughing and teasing each other while stuffing their faces with food. The atmosphere was light, filled with joy, completely detached from the storm brewing elsewhere in the university.

Suddenly, the cafeteria fell silent.

Jungkook barely had time to react before the announcement echoed through the speakers, summoning him to the conference hall. His laughter died in his throat, confusion evident on his face.

“What did you do this time?” Soobin asked, half-joking, half-concerned.

Jungkook whined, stuffing another bite of food in his mouth. “I didn’t do anything!” he defended, swallowing quickly before getting up. His heart pounded slightly, an unease settling in his stomach.

His friends exchanged looks, debating whether to follow. Ultimately, they decided to stay just outside the conference hall, waiting for him. Something about this felt different—something felt wrong.

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