Life can change for the worst in an instant, a truth Taehyung learned firsthand ten years ago on that fateful night. Though the memory of what exactly happened after he was shot remained hazy, the agonizing pain in his leg and back served as a constant reminder. Every step he took brought a dull throb, a weight he carried with him. Even now, he couldn't fully piece together what unfolded in those moments after the gunfire-everything was a blur of chaos, fear, and darkness
When he awoke in the hospital, the sterile white walls and the rhythmic beeping of machines greeted him, but it was the sight of his parents' faces that struck him the hardest. They looked so worried, so helpless. For the many time, Taehyung felt the sting of shame that a 28-year-old man had become such a burden to the very people who raised him. He was supposed to be strong, independent-but there he lay, broken in more ways than one
His leg had taken the brunt of it, enduring three bullets that had shattered his bones beyond easy repair. The doctors gave him the grim option of amputating it, a recommendation they said would simplify things, make his life easier in the long run. But Taehyung couldn't bring himself to make that choice. The thought of losing his leg felt like losing the last shred of control he had over his life. Refusing the amputation, he endured surgeries where they painstakingly tried to piece together the fragments of bone and reconnect the damaged nerves. In the end, they saved the leg-but with a cost
The doctors warned him: he'd never use the leg properly again. It would never regain full strength. It would always be a reminder of that night, of what he had lost. Taehyung didn't know whether to feel relief or despair. He was grateful, of course, to still be walking on two legs, even if it meant limping for the rest of his life. But gratitude did little to ease the deeper wounds left behind by the trauma he'd endured, both physically and emotionally
Financially, things quickly spiraled out of control. His treatment, medications, and hospital stays drained not only his savings but also his parents' finances. To make matters worse, they had filed a case against Aoi, the man responsible for his suffering, which came with its own exorbitant costs-lawyer fees, bribes to police officers, endless paperwork. Taehyung knew from the start that they stood little chance of winning. Aoi was too powerful, his political connections running deep. No matter what evidence or alibis Taehyung provided, it didn't matter. In the end, the Jeon family's influence was far too strong
They lost the case, as expected, and with that loss came a bitter resentment that settled in Taehyung's heart. How could the Jeons sleep at night, knowing the pain they had caused? How could they justify the lies they spread, the false narrative they crafted to protect Aoi? Didn't they care that Taehyung would never walk the same again, that he would live the rest of his life handicapped? The cruelty of it all was staggering, but perhaps it wasn't so surprising. Jungkook, after all, had inherited that same toxic heartlessness from his family
The legal battle and medical bills left Taehyung with nothing. In the end, he was forced to sell his home and car just to cover the remaining costs of his treatment. Once the money was gone and there was nothing left, his parents took him back to Daegu, where they could look after him. It was a small mercy, but even there, in the quiet of his childhood home, Taehyung felt nothing but despair
He didn't contact anyone, not even Yoongi. The weight of his experiences, the betrayals, the loss, left him shattered. Disappointed in everything and everyone, Taehyung cut off all ties to the outside world. He didn't want pity, didn't want concern-he just wanted to disappear, to let the pieces of his broken life remain scattered
Recovery was a cruel process that stretched over two long years, marked by both physical and mental struggles that seemed to have no end. For the first seven months, Taehyung was practically bedridden, completely dependent on his elderly parents. The simplest tasks, like showering, dressing, or helping around the house, became impossible for him to manage on his own. His parents, already burdened by their age, took on the role of caregivers. His father, a humble farmer and his mother who worked at a local salon, were already struggling financially. With a sick person to care for, money became even tighter. The medical bills alone drained their resources month after month
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