ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇ?

Did y'all miss me?

Thump. Thump. Thump.

It felt like someone was relentlessly attacking someone else, as if my body had been drained of all its energy and my head was throbbing fiercely from my injuries.

Amidst the muffled screams, my ears were on the verge of exploding. Something chaotic and unsettling was happening all around me. I couldn't help but contemplate why I was still alive.

Strangely, the agony caused by a head pounding feels worse than a gunshot. It's the most excruciating pain one can experience.

Through blurry eyes, I managed to discern seven chairs filled with people who were helplessly bound. One person lay motionless on the floor, while the others desperately shouted, futilely pleading for the torment to stop.

Deep down, I knew they wouldn't cease their actions. I had unknowingly brought suffering upon these people. Pain had become the instrument to inflict agony upon loved ones, and their pleas served as a twisted confirmation of the torturer's success.

I tried to open my mouth but realization hit me, my mouth was tapped while my hands and legs were tied up behind my back with ropes.

I knew how they tie it up so opening those is just like slipping in mud for me. I slowly started untying when another hand touched mine making me swiftly turn around only to found the same man from earlier who smashed something on my head.

"He had a creepy smile before yanking my hair and pulling me up, but I couldn't fight back because my legs were tied.

"Hey, look who's awake!"

He yelled, capturing everyone's attention and suddenly I could see clearly.

There they were, Ji-hoon, Hana, Namjoon, Hoseok, Seokjin, Taehyung, Jimin, Mom!

But Yoongi was lying on the floor, his hands restrained by handcuffs and covered in blood as if he had been attacked by a savage beast or something even worse.

My mind froze, unsure of what to do, when suddenly I felt myself being lifted up by my legs.

I could hear their worried voices calling my name. That's when I realized that the chain was stuck in the lock on my legs.

In an instant, I found myself hanging upside down in the air.

The ground seemed so far away. If I were to fall, my head would surely crack open. The mere thought made my heart race as I surveyed my surroundings. This wasn't a mansion; it looked more like a warehouse.

A chilling laughter reverberated in the room, causing me to look down.

The man I have despised the most. The one who doesn't deserve to live after causing so much pain to his own family.

Mr. Kim: Look who we have here! Our dear Y/n, who refused to sign a simple document that has the power to change so many lives.

He mocked, pointing at everyone.

Y/n: If those papers are so insignificant, why don't you just tear them apart!

I responded, trying my best to keep my composure. However, I felt trapped. Even if I opened my arms, I couldn't escape. And if I tried to fight back, it would be my downfall for sure.

He sneered.

Mr. Kim: Are they really insignificant when it comes to your family? Oh, wait... are you saddened by the fact that I made your beloved man take his own life?

Jungkook... he's gone...

Y/n: Just as he perished, I'll make sure you beg me to end your life!

He chuckled and then turned to look at his family, who were no longer his own.