SHATTERED INNOCENCE

chapter 4

Taehyung was snuggled deep in his bed, his small face buried in the pillow as he slept, a soft pout on his lips. Mr. Kim entered the room, a gentle smile crossing his face as he saw his son sleeping peacefully.He sat on the edge of the bed, slowly trying to wake Taehyung. "Baby, it's time to get up for college,"he whispered.

Taehyung, still half asleep, whined, "No, Appa, I don't want to go to college today. I want to stay home with you." He turned over, trying to bury himself further into the blankets.

Mr. Kim chuckled softly, rubbing Taehyung's back. "Baby, after college, we'll spend time together and play games. How does that sound?" Despite his father’s coaxing, Taehyung continued to pout, but eventually, he gave in and let his father help him get ready for the day.As Taehyung reluctantly left for college,the day unfolded as usual—at least for him. On the other side of the city, Jungkook was preparing for something far from ordinary.

Today was the day he had been waiting for, the day he would begin to take his revenge. His heart pounded with anticipation as he gave orders to his men to surround the college.

Everything was in place; Taehyung would not make it home today.While Jungkook's plan was set in motion, Hoseok, Taehyung's older brother, was getting ready to pick him up. He smiled at the thought of seeing his little brother, who was the light of their family. But as the hour ticked by, worry crept in.
Tehyung was nowhere to be found.

Hoseok’s concern deepened as he called his father."Dad, Taehyung isn't here yet, and I've been waiting for over an hour."Panic surged through Mr. Kim."What do you mean?You were supposed to pick him up!" he responded, trying to keep his voice steady. "Go inside and ask about him."Hoseok hurried inside the college, asking the staff if they had seen Taehyung. But the answer was the same:

Taehyung had left over an hour ago. Fear gripped Hoseok as he checked the security cameras, only to see Taehyung leaving the college grounds. That was the last trace of him.Back at home, Mr. Kim was consumed with guilt and anger because he knows that no one dares to lay an finger on his family member not his babybear.He couldn’t shake the feeling that it was his fault for forcing Taehyung to go to college despite his son's wish to stay home.

He mobilized his men to search for Taehyung, but as time passed, the sense of dread only grew stronger.Meanwhile, in a dimly lit basement, a man carried Taehyung’s unconscious body into the room, placing him on a chair before tying him up securely. The room was cold and unwelcoming, a stark contrast to the warmth and safety of Taehyung’s home.
The man stepped out and made a call, "Sir, we have him. He’s in the basement.
"Jungkook's voice was icy as he responded, "Good job.Wait for me; I'll be there in an hour."Soon.

Jungkook arrived, his presence commanding as he walked through the doors. His men bowed in respect as they led him to the basement where Taehyung was being held. As Jungkook entered the room, he paused, taking in the sight of the petite boy tied to the chair.

Despite the situation, there was an undeniable innocence in Taehyung’s features, which only fueled Jungkook’s resolve.One of the men moved to wake Taehyung, gently shaking him. In his half-asleep state, Taehyung mumbled, "A-Appa, no... I want to sleep more..." His voice was small and soft, causing the men to
exchange surprised glances. Even Jungkook, for a brief moment, felt something stir within him, but he quickly suppressed it, maintaining his cold demeanor.

"Wake him up properly," Jungkook ordered, his voice hard. A man brought a bucket of water and splashed it over Taehyung, who jolted awake with a gasp, his eyes wide and teary. Tears welled up as he realized he wasn’t in his room. Fear overtook him as he looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings and the imposing figures before him."W-W-Where am I? I want to go to my A-Appa!" Taehyung cried out, his voice trembling as he looked around, scared and confused. The darkness of the room and the menacing presence of the men around him made him feel small and terrified.
Jungkook stepped forward, his smirk widening as he spoke,

"Oh, little beauty, you can't go back to your Appa. You'll stay here forever." His voice was laced with cruel satisfaction.Taehyung’s tears flowed freely now as he pleaded, "No P-Please, let me go... me don’t want to stay here... It’s so d-dark..." But his pleas fell on deaf ears as Jungkook and his men left the room leaving Taehyung alone in the dark, cold basement,his cries echoing in the
emptiness.

As the heavy door slammed shut behind Jeon Jungkook, Taehyung’s small frame trembled with fear. His large, teary eyes darted around the dark,
unfamiliar room.

The cold, oppressive darkness pressed in from all sides, amplifying his terror.“D-Dada… please…” Taehyung whimpered, his voice trembling as he called out for his father, hoping against hope that someone, anyone, would come to save him.But only the echo of his own voice responded, deepening his sense of isolation.

Tears streamed down his cheeks as he clung to the only source of comfort he had left: his memories of home, of his father’s warm embrace and soothing words.But here,in the suffocating dark,those memories felt distant and fragile, like a light slowly fading away.

Outside the room, Jungkook’s expression remained hard as he addressed his men. “Keep a close eye on him,” he ordered, his voice cold and devoid of any sympathy. “Do not give him water or anything to drink.

Let him feel the weight of what’s coming.”His men nodded in silent agreement, sensing the intensity of their boss’s determination.Without another word, Jungkook turned and strode out of the building, leaving behind the innocent soul in the clutches of darkness and despair .As the car sped away, taking Jungkook back to his opulent mansion, the reality of Taehyung’s situation grew darker.

cold mansion loomed ahead, a stark contrast to the warmth of Taehyung’s home, where his absence was felt more with each passing moment.On the other side of the city, Mr.Kim was consumed by a growing sense of panic.

Hours had passed since Taehyung disappeared, and no clue no trace of his precious son.

He scoured every resource, every connection, desperately trying to uncover even the smallest hint of where Taehyung might be.But there was nothing. No one had seen him, no one knew where he was.

The fear gnawed at Mr.Kim’s insides,a relentless reminder of his own failings.

He could only hope that somewhere,Taehyung was safe, clinging to the hope that they would find him before it was too late.