In the dark corners of her mind, Y/n thought she had buried him-*Kim Taehyung,* the man who shattered her soul fifteen years ago. Now, married to Jeon Jungkook, she believed her past was just that-a memory. But when Taehyung resurfaces, bringing wit...
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The rest of the week passed quickly, and before Y/n knew it, the night of the party had arrived. She dressed in a simple yet elegant outfit, not wanting to draw too much attention to herself. Nayeon and Jina arrived at her house to pick her up, both of them dressed to the nines and looking gorgeous.
"You look great!" Jina exclaimed as Y/n opened the door. "Simple yet stunning."
"Thanks," Y/n replied with a shy smile. "You guys look amazing too."
They arrived at Mark's club, the place already buzzing with energy. Music blared from inside, and lights flashed in sync with the beat. Y/n felt a bit out of place at first but was determined to make the best of it.
Inside, the atmosphere was electric. Students from different grades mingled, danced, and enjoyed the night. Y/n stayed close to Nayeon and Jina, trying to blend in and relax.
Mark, the birthday boy, greeted them with a wide smile. "Hey, you made it! Welcome! Enjoy the party, and let me know if you need anything."
"Happy birthday, Mark!" they chorused, and he nodded appreciatively before moving on to greet more guests.
As the night progressed, Y/n found herself slowly easing into the party mood. She danced a little with her friends, chatted with some classmates, and even laughed at a few jokes. It was almost as if she could momentarily forget about Taehyung's looming presence in her life.
But as she stepped outside to get some fresh air, she felt a familiar chill run down her spine. She turned and found herself face-to-face with Taehyung, his eyes dark and intense, locking onto hers with an unsettling mixture of desire and fury
Y/n froze, her heart pounding as Taehyung's eyes bore into hers. The music and laughter from inside the club seemed to fade into the background.
"Y/n," he said, his voice low and controlled, yet dripping with an underlying menace. "I've missed you."
Y/n swallowed hard, trying to muster the courage to respond. "T-Taehyung, what are you doing here?"
He stepped closer, his gaze never wavering. "I came to see you. You've been avoiding me always."
"I haven't been avoiding you," she lied, taking a step back. "I've just been busy with school."
"Busy with school?" he repeated, a smirk playing on his lips. "Or busy trying to forget about me?"
Y/n shook her head, trying to find the right words. "I just... I need space, Taehyung."
"Space?" He closed the distance between them, his breath warm on her face. "I don't think you understand, Y/n. I don't want space. I want you."
Before she could react, Taehyung grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a fierce kiss. Y/n's mind went blank, her body stiffening in shock. She pushed against his chest, trying to break free, but his grip was too strong.
