Love in Obsession [Taekook]

The Unexpected Meet

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The roar of the crowd was deafening as the most iconic race of the decade went off. All who's anybody in Seoul would be there to witness this exciting event. Behind the scenes, seated in the VIP section with a wide view of the mayhem below were the Jeon family, owners of the race track and hosts of this great event.

Just arrived at the Jeon company not so long ago and now sitting at the races with his best friend Bo Gum, who brought him to the race track, Arrived in Seoul.

Taehyung couldn't help but feel both the thrum of excitement and the slice of fear as he gazed around the racing site. He eyed the cars racing along the track, the sound of the roar of wild beasts scorching his ears.

And it was that which Bo Gum insisted on his way, for he wouldn't want to experience the rush of the race alone.

He sat down as his mobile phone rang. It was Bo Gum calling in from the emergency ward.

'Taehyung,' Bo Gum's crackled voice spoke to him, laced with urgency. 'I've had an accident. I'm not going to be able to race today, and you're going to have to take my place.

Taehyung’s heart was racing. “I can’t, Bo Gum. I just got here, and I don’t even have a car.”

“You can take mine,” Bo Gum insisted. “You’re a good driver, Taehyung. You’ve done this before, and I know you can do it. Please, do it for me.”

Taehyung let out a deep breath and nodded. He couldn’t say no to his friend.

Soon, he was sitting in Bo Gum’s fast car, the engine rumbling. The crowd cheered as the race began. Taehyung gripped the steering wheel and focused on the track ahead. He knew he was good, but this was different. The stakes were high—it was the Jeon race, and the Jeon family was watching.

The Jeon family watched from their VIP seats, watching the races zip by with their very eyes.

Jungkook, who was the youngest, felt this peculiar pang of interest as he watched how the unknown driver maneuvered.
The Jeon family watched from their VIP seats, their eyes following the cars zooming by.

The youngest, Jungkook, could sense this awkward, interested feeling where he heard an unknown driver maneuver with remarkable skill.

Jeon Namjoon and Jeon Seokjin were sitting with tense expressions, minds strongly recalling something they wished to forget. Jeon Suga, Jeon Hoseok, and Suga's husband, Park Jimin, were also sitting there and seemed to wear the same haunted look.

(Decade ago, the family of Jeon lost a member to an untimely death on this very track. Their young daughter Yuna ran onto the track during a race; she was six years old. It was an awful accident as she was hit and killed.)

The family never held races again after that, the track a painful reminder of their loss. Today was the first race since the tragedy, resurrected at the insistence of one of their biggest business partners, eager to see the famed track in action.

Jin tried to make environment little funny he couldn't resist himself as he is more cheerful than the others in his family.

He fluffs out his globin glasses with a flourish of drama, the high-tech eyewear flashing in the sunlight.

There it is! The world in high definition! Seokjin shouted loud enough for a few heads to turn. He paced and, striking a pose of every eccentric handsome, declared: Everyone, witness the magic of technology! I can see the pores from here!

Namjoon sighed, trying to maintain his serious demeanor. "Jinni, I can see your trying to make us all at ease but can you please focus on the race?"

"Oh, I am focused," Seokjin replied with a mischievous grin. "Focused on how fabulously I can see everything now. Is that a mosquito on Hyungseok's windshield? Someone tell him to swat it!"

It was tense, but among family members, a few chuckles had slipped out as the antics of Seokjin spilled over into their serious faces.

Taehyung was driving the car with the finest of skills. Namjoon and Seokjin could not help but observe that he resembled, in an uncanny way, their missing daughter- his eyes, his nose. He was like Yuna rose out of ashes, a painful ghost from the past.

The final lap was near, and here was Taehyung's opportunity. He accelerated; the car replied to his every bidding.

At one electrifying play, he passed Hyungseok right at the last minute, crossing the finish line before him. The crowd flailed their arms in total bewilderment.

No one could ever defeat hyungseok so far, but taehyung was a new figure they had never seen before.
Taehyung crossed the line first in the unexpected champion. The excitement, shock, and air could be felt.

As Taehyung stepped out of the car and onto the stage to receive his trophy,

[Imagine it as day time]

The Jeon eyes opened very wide in shock. Jeon Namjoon and Jeon Seokjin looked at each other, looking pale with shock.

"He looks just like her," Namjoon whispered, not moving his gaze from Taehyung's face.

The Jeon family were shocked. Jeon Namjoon and Jeon Seokjin looked at each other with pale complexions as they were in utter shock.

"He looks just like her," Namjoon said, though he couldn't take his eyes off the face of the boy.

"Just like our Yuna," he whispered low, his voice breaking as if in pain and confusion. Memories of that day of disaster have crept back out; the pain and the sorrows they tried to put miles within.

There were Jeon Suga, Jeon Hoseok, and Park Jimin standing frozen there with their faces carrying Namjoon and Seokjin's shock.

There stood Jeon Suga, Jeon Hoseok, and Park Jimin, also motionless, with their faces concreted with Namjoon and Seokjin's shock.

As Jungkook watched Taehyung walk up the stage, he got close to him as well in order to congratulate him, his hand touched Taehyung's in a tight handshaking. Then, like an avalanche of memories, Jungkook was washed out by it.

He has the faint voice in the back of his head with an accompanying blur of images. The voice was that of Taehyung's whispering, "I want the world to accept us." The voice was low and weak. He heard the voice of himself, filled with emotion, saying, "If we meet again in the next life, I want you, my love. I'll be waiting for us to meet."

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