The city of Seoul has been home to Supernaturals of different kinds for a long time. The humans and Supernaturals have been living in harmony for about some centuries now. But then suddenly a mysterious disappearance of both humans and supernatural...
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Taehyung was getting frustrated now. He had reached the venue Hall about some 40 minutes ago yet there's been no signs of any suspicious individual yet. The girls that he had arrived with were already working at their assigned tasks while, he, Kim Taehyung remained getting mobbed with unwanted attention and the inevitable boredom and annoyance that the lack of any real action brought with it. Sighing softly, he raised the flute of wine to his luscious pink lips for a single, intoxicatingly seductive sip. His svelte fingers wrapped elegantly around the neck of the flute of alcoholic beverage providing to be too much of a dangerously distracting sight for the onlookers to restrain themselves from stealing endless dreamy glances at.
He wasn't unaware of the hundred or more eyes that were currently set upon him. On V. Or the desperate urge of theirs to approach him that was only put to a hold by his persona's striking reputation and the enthrallingly intimidating aura he currently sported around him like a cloak. The sheep were as always hungry for his attention, desperate for some recognition or acknowledgement by the one and only V and seemed even more annoying than usual with their less than subtle attempts at earning his notice, thus fanning the beguiling and charismatic silver-haired male's already growing ire. Oh how he despised playing nice to those weak-willed, unchaste and absolutely disgusting example of lewd beings. Always so hungry and pathetically desperate. For him. For V. For a single taste of the sin that was Kim Taehyung.
