Taehyung, an orphan and mischievous young boy, fell in love at first sight with Jeon Jeongguk, promising that one day he would marry him.
Years later, Taehyung enrolls at Seoul National University, where his life intertwines with Jeongguk, a literat...
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Taehyung didn’t know how long he had been walking, but tears streamed down his face, blurring his vision. Confusion swirled within him; his entire life felt like a lie. As he turned into an alley near the orphanage, a sense of foreboding enveloped him.
Suddenly, he felt a presence behind him, but it was too late. Taehyung was shoved to the ground. As he scrambled to turn around, he found himself face to face with Lee-min. His heart raced, and his eyes widened in terror as he instinctively crouched back, raising his hands defensively.
Lee-min’s sinister grin sent chills down his spine as he pulled out a knife, the blade glinting menacingly in the dim light. He crouched down, pressing the cold steel against Taehyung's neck. Panic surged through Taehyung, and he froze, unable to move as the blade hovered dangerously close.
“Shh, it’s really you, Kim Taehyung,” Lee-min taunted, tracing the knife along his neck. Taehyung didn’t dare breathe, his eyes locked onto Lee-min’s wrinkled, trembling hands.
“My life was ruined because of you,” Lee-min hissed, yanking Taehyung’s hair roughly. Tears streamed down Taehyung’s face, but he remained silent, terrified that any sound might provoke the unstable man.
“Now you’ve come into my den, huh? What good luck I’ve found,” Lee-min spat, venom dripping from his words.
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Jungkook stumbled into home after leaving the orphanage, his heart racing with concern. The first thing he did, out of habit and desperation, was check on Taehyung.
"Aunt Soha, where is Taehyung?" he asked, his voice tight with anxiety.
Soha looked up, her expression filled with worry. "Jungkook, it's good you're here. I don't know what happened, but Taehyung just ran out. I tried to stop him, I really did!" Her voice trembled as she recounted the frantic scene.
"What?" Jungkook stepped back, panic flooding his chest. "Did Taehyung run away? No, no... He can't be out there alone. He's not safe!" The thought of Taehyung wandering the streets, vulnerable and unprotected, sent a chill down his spine.
"Where did he go? Why didn't you stop him?" Jungkook yelled, frustration and fear bubbling over. He couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to Taehyung, not after everything they had been through.
Soha’s eyes glistened with concern, her voice trembling slightly. "I tried calling after him, but he was too fast. One moment, we were sitting together, going through your childhood albums. He seemed so calm at first, flipping through the pages... and then he got confused. He thought the pictures were of Jeongguk, not you. I tried to explain—tried to tell him it was you, not Jeongguk in those photos—but something shifted in his eyes. And before I could say more, he just... ran off"
