"Please... Jungkook... I-I'm sorry," Taehyung whimpered, his eyes brimming with tears.
"You'll learn to obey me, Butterfly," Jungkook's words dripped with toxicity, sending a shiver down Taehyung's spine.
"Jungkook, what are you going to do?" Taehyu...
"Taehyung, slow down or you'll fall!" Mr. Park called out to 11-year-old Taehyung as he raced down the stairs.
"I won't fall, Uncle, don't worry! I'm a big boy," Taehyung replied, giggling. Just as he finished speaking, his shoes slipped, and he found himself airborne. Taehyung squeezed his eyes shut, bracing for the impact. Mr. Park sprinted towards him, his heart pounding in fear as he saw Taehyung about to hit the ground.
Suddenly, Taehyung felt himself being caught by strong arms that held him tightly. Confused by the lack of pain, he cautiously opened his eyes and found himself looking into a pair of soft, concerned eyes that contrasted sharply with his own wide, tiger-like ones.
The worry etched in the stranger's eyes was evident, his cheeks slightly flushed. Taehyung's heart started beating faster, but he flinched when he heard Mr. Park's voice.
"Taehyung, baby, are you okay?" Mr. Park asked breathlessly, relief mixing with embarrassment as he saw the stranger chuckle softly.
The man gently set Taehyung on the ground. Feeling shy, Taehyung looked down at his feet.
"Thank you, young man," Mr. Park said, addressing the stranger with gratitude.
"It's no problem at all," the stranger replied, his gaze lingering on Taehyung before shifting to Mr. Park.
"May I ask your name?" Mr. Park inquired.
"Jungkook... Jeon Jungkook," the young man introduced himself with a slight bow. "I'm here for the interview, sir."
"Ah, I see. Well, best of luck with your interview," Mr. Park said, smiling warmly as he took Taehyung's hand and started walking away.
"So, Taehyung, let's go. I'll drop you home," Mr. Park said gently.
Taehyung stopped abruptly, pulling his hand away. "No, I don't want to go," he declared, crossing his arms stubbornly.
"But you told your father you wanted to go home, which is why he asked me to pick you up," Mr. Park said, perplexed.
"Hm, well, I changed my mind. I don't want to go home now," Taehyung insisted, turning on his heel and dashing towards Mr. Kim's office.
