My heart stopped for a moment. Barely could breath because it was unbelievable to accept. Getting dark all around. Stepping back as I look forward I see my favorite childhood doll turning into a six-foot-tall man.
𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆- Age gap, forbidden roma...
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«Rewind«
Upon arriving at the airport, Min Yoon and Park Jimin discovered that the flight had already landed much earlier. Even a visit to Younie's house confirmed she wasn't there. Convinced she might be with her fiancé, they wasted no further time and promptly set off in their car towards Taehyung's residence.
Reaching the gate, the doorman opened the door for them. As they entered, they were greeted by guests and decorations, suggesting the imminent commencement of a grand event for which such arrangements had been made.
From a distance, Yoongi spotted Taehyung's car, indicating they had already arrived. Both alighted from the vehicle, mindful that they were in front of a billionaire's residence, where decorum was paramount. No untoward actions could be taken out of respect, nor could they enter the house without permission.
By chance, they encountered Mrs. Kim, who was resplendently attired in a new, dazzling outfit, conversing with a few guests. Yoongi refrained from speaking, standing by as he could not interrupt until her conversation concluded.
Mrs. Kim, perceiving this, curtly finished her discussion and turned towards them, nodding her head by ten degrees in a gesture of respect.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Kim...."
"And to you. But what brings you here so suddenly?"
"We're actually here looking for Miss Han Younie for an urgent matter. Is she around, or has she gone elsewhere?" In response, Mrs. Kim bowed her head slightly, offering a polite smile.
"Actually, it's their wedding today. Yes, it might come as a surprise. Last night, my son suddenly announced that Younie had agreed to marry, and he wanted to wed her right away. Overwhelmed by his determination, neither I nor his father could object, so we arranged everything overnight with a few close neighbors. Though we plan to have a larger celebration in a few days, how could we not inform the whole town when Kim Taehyung is getting married?"
"Please don't take offense, Mrs. Kim, but meeting Miss Han Younie is quite imperative for us. If you could kindly allow us a moment with her, we would be greatly obliged."
"Of course, I'll call for her. Taehyung...." Upon her call, her son approached with a bright smile.
"Yes, mother?"
"Please bring Younie down from upstairs." Taehyung nodded and went up to summon her.
However, after nearly three minutes, neither of them had come downstairs, nor was there any sound heard, while Yoongi was visibly losing patience.
"Let's go check on them." Mrs. Kim could no longer delay, given the wait, yet still, no one appeared.
"Yes, she's actually getting ready upstairs. Perhaps she's just finishing up. Let's go and bring her down." Mrs. Kim, along with Yoongi and Jimin, proceeded upstairs. Upon opening the door to the room, they were confronted with a scene beyond anyone's wildest imagination.
The moment hits like a bolt from the blue - a sudden, unexpected horror that sends a shockwave through there body. Their heart leaps into their throat, their breath catches in their chest, and a shiver runs down their spine.
Yoongi's yes widen in horror, pupils dilating as they try to make sense of this unexpected terror that has disrupted his peaceful existence. World seems to halt, and everything around them blurs into an eerie silence as the gravity of the situation sinks in.
Younie's eyes had turned completely black, and she was cutting her own throat with a sharp knife, laughing hysterically. Meanwhile, at her feet lay the blood-soaked, lifeless body of Kim Taehyung. As they rushed towards her, her body collapsed to the ground, rolling in the blood, and Younie closed her eyes. Mrs. Kim shook her, but there was no response. Yoongi, looking at Younie's throat, saw that it was already half-cut, feeling as if a strong pull might completely detach the head from the body.
"They are both gone, Mrs. Kim. There's nothing more to be done here. Rest in peace." Yoongi offered his final prayers and closed Younie's eyes, which were slightly open. On the other side, Mrs. Kim had begun to weep uncontrollably.
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