𝑇𝒉𝑒 𝐸𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑁𝑖𝑔𝒉𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑒...

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Hoseok POV

I stared at the package, curiosity piqued.

"Jimin, do we know who sent this?" I asked.

Jimin shook his head. "No, sir. No return address or indication of the sender."

I nodded. "Open it."

Jimin carefully unwrapped the package, revealing a small, old-fashioned wooden box.

The box itself was adorned with strange symbols and locks.

Inside, a taxidermied butterfly lay nestled, its wings forever frozen.

A small note accompanied the butterfly.

"Forever trapped."

No signature.

The eerie gift sent a shiver down my spine.

What did this mean?

Who would send such a disturbing gift?

"Jimin, investigate the sender," I instructed.

Jimin nodded. "Right away, sir."

I glared at the butterfly, my mind racing.

This is Jiyeon's doing, I thought. She's messing with me again.

The symbols on the box, the eerie gift... it was all her style.

But why?

What had I done to provoke her?

"Jimin, get me everything on Jiyeon's recent activities," I instructed.

Jimin nodded, concern etched on his face. "Right away, sir."

I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease.

Jiyeon's obsession was escalating.

First, the stalking. Then, the threatening messages.

Now, this twisted gift.

I needed to put an end to this.

But how?

Jiyeon was cunning, always staying one step ahead.

My phone buzzed, breaking my thoughts.

A text from an unknown number:

"You'll never be free."

My gut told me it was Jiyeon.

She was watching me.

Waiting for her next move.

"Jimin, I need to see Taehyung," I said, determination in my voice.

"It's time to take action against Jiyeon."

Jimin nodded. "I'll arrange a meeting with Prosecutor Taehyung immediately, sir."

I stood, my mind racing with strategies to counter Jiyeon's escalating threats.

As I waited for Taehyung to arrive, I couldn't shake off the image of the taxidermied butterfly.

Forever trapped.

Jiyeon's sinister message echoed in my mind.

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Taehyung arrived, his expression grim.

"Hoseok, what's going on?" he asked.

I handed him the box with the butterfly.

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