Length: One-Shot

Pairings: Jimin/Jungkook

Rating: PG13

Genre: Romance, Angst, High School/Genetic Manipulation AU

Warnings: breeding of eugenics (the form of genetic manipulation), kissing, IMPLIED CHARACTER DEATH, mentions of illegal use of eugenics, angst,may be more

Disclaimer: I only own the storyline, this was written as a Creative Writing assignment on my last year of high school. Everything else does not belong to me.

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                “It all started in the year 2004, the illegal breeding of eugenics, the practice of forming more cooperative humans.“ Jungkook's history teacher Mr. Yong slapped a thick, old yardstick onto the whiteboard, emitting a loud smack and grabbing the attention of any students who weren’t paying attention to him. All heavily-lidded eyes and bitten-back yawns were visible, but Mr. Yong continued to drone on whether he felt they were listening or not, “This, at the time, was a done at a minimum; all batches were made underground, not meant for the untrained eye to catch once the specimens grew as children. As these people looked just like you and me." Jungkook could detect a quirk of Mr. Yong's lips as he continued, "However, it was the other normal kids that began to notice,” his yardstick trailed to the side of the board, where a list was made of words easily blurred and missed by the exhausted students in the early morning, “how the others had tougher skin, narrowed eyes, voices clear and edgy like a sword. But that wasn’t what made the government see that they had a corruption in their species; it was when all the specimens, at the ages of 10 or 20, equally began to shut down. After the fallen humans were run of their autopsy's, it was then doctors and coroners began to realize these corpses were unlike others.” Jungkook watched diligently as Mr. Yong tapped against the ages 10-years-old 20-years-old written on the board two times, light and swift, getting students to rest their eyes for a bit. “The explanation was vague and unclear, the first stage being an issue with unresponsive t-cells, the next an overflowing response of the blood entirely. Tougher skin, sharper eyes, higher intellect, and heightened emotions were the main ingredients. As the specimen grew older to experience certain emotion — love, pain, anger — their blood would either freeze or boil their organs to a definite termination.” He then roughly began to use his stick to scratch at the word empathy written largely at the top of the board, “Empathy was their ultimate demise.”
                A boy sitting at the front of the class who had his cellphone in his pocket groaned and whined as Mr. Yong tapped him on the head and swiped the object from his hands. Nonetheless while tossing the phone on his own desk, earning bubbles of giggles from other students, Mr. Yong continued seemingly like he wasn’t disrupted at all, “Therefore, to ensure safety on those who ignored the consequences to better their offspring, the government intervened with the passed bill,” Mr. Yong then decided to ditch his trusty old stick for a piece of thin, barely-there chalk, forcing a hard, squeaking circle on five words laid out in the middle of the board as well as reading aloud, “breeding of eugenics by 2044.” His old features complemented with his gray hair and yellow teeth seemed to brighten at this information, only now fully facing the class and saying in an enthusiastic tone, “Certified scientists and advised studies surely improved the failed specimens, deemed the illegal batch. As of the year 2061, all new specimens are expected to not only pass the ages of 10 and 20, but even 90-years-old with their immaculate upgrades.” Jungkook watched as Mr. Yong's facial features slowly changed to seriousness, the air in the classroom becoming chilly, and Jungkook spied a few students shifting uncomfortably under their teacher's hard gaze, “However, those of the illegal batch are still around, and are being discriminated against. Therefore, in hopes of letting their children live normal lives, most specimens of the illegal batch don’t even know they weren’t born naturally or legally.”
                He then went on to say with sarcastic glee, “Such a shame right?”
                Jungkook blinked back any irritation with his tone, focus for the board instead of the man in front of it. His eyes carelessly skimmed over the ages of death between those of the illegal batch, theoretically thinking of what it would be like to shut down at such a young age. Though as soon as the bell rang, Jungkook's mind clicked back to a different subject; getting to his next class, and the thought of their history no longer concerned his mind.

A/N: I wrote this for a creative writing assignment in high school. so this is gonna be a short read, just something light.