𝐂𝐫𝐲! 𝐎𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐭, 𝐁𝐞𝐠 !_𝐊𝐓𝐇

✭𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 ✭

"Hurt me , and tell me you're mine !
I don't why ? But I like it "

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Her haunting melody echoed through the cold, dark hallway, the stilettos' sharp clicks on the marble floor shattering the peaceful silence of the house. The sound reverberated, eerie and foreboding.

She halted before a wooden door, her slender hand extending to grasp the door knob. The twist of her wrist was deliberate, the crackling sound of the door swinging open like a whispered warning. The creaking hinges seemed to groan in protest, sending shivers down the spine.

She stepped into the master bedroom, enveloped by an eerie, crimson gloom. The dim red light struggled to illuminate the space, casting long shadows in every corner. But the girl navigated the darkness with ease.

Her eyes locked onto a desk, where a whiteboard displayed a collage of photographs. A young boy's bright smile and carefree laughter filled each frame – eating, playing, living. A sinister grin spread across the girl's face as she reached out, her slender fingers tracing the contours of his image. She caressed the pictures with an unnerving intimacy, as if her touch could reach the boy himself.

"You look so captivating when you laugh, Taehyung..."

she whispered, her voice dripping with admiration. But her tone abruptly shifted, and she spun around, her words laced with frustration.

"Yet, it's become impossible to coax a smile from you! All you do is whine about leaving..."

Her gaze drifted to the bed, shrouded in the eerie red glow. The dim light obscured the figure lying there, leaving it uncertain whether Taehyung slept or merely lay hidden in the shadows.

The girl's smile returned, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Oh, I forgot! You must be starving..."

She flipped on the bright lights, and the room erupted into a blinding radiance.

The empty bed, with its disheveled sheets, betrayed Taehyung's recent presence. A devilish grin twisted the girl's lips.

"Taehyungahhh...playing hide and seek, are we? You know I always find you."

Her gaze swept the room, sparkling with menacing amusement. In an instant, she spotted him.

"Gotcha  !!"

Taehyung cowered in the corner, his battered body trembling with fear. Bruises marred his skin, and his swollen eyes welled up with pearl-shaped tears. As the girl approached with deliberate, slow steps, he shrunk further, attempting to disappear.

Each step echoed through the room, amplifying Taehyung's terror. His breaths came in ragged gasps, and his eyes pleaded for mercy.

"How's the nap ??"

The girl loomed over Taehyung, her face inches from his. He gulped hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he nodded slowly. Despite his striking features, the bruises, dark circles, and swollen lips betrayed his suffering. His weary eyes, once bright, now held a deep-seated terror.

The girl's hand extended, her fingers delving into Taehyung's disheveled hair. She ruffled the strands, her touch tender yet menacing.