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The Deadly Collision

Yn POV

I gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white, my heart hammering in my chest. The city lights blurred past me as I sped through the streets, my mind clouded with anger and frustration.

I couldn't believe him. That bastard. That fucking bastard.

How could he say that? How could he accuse me of something so absurd? After everything I had done? After every step I took just to uncover the truth for him? For us?

I had done everything-everything-just to bring out the truth. To prove that Yeonjun was the real enemy. And yet, Taehyung threw it all back in my face, twisting everything, making me out to be the villain.

His words echoed in my head.

"I regret trusting you."

The rage burning in my chest twisted into something else. Something darker. It wasn't just anger anymore-it was heartbreak. A part of me, the one that always thought he'd understand, had shattered completely.

A bitter laugh escaped my lips as my vision blurred with unshed tears. Fine. If that's what he wanted to believe, then so be it. I had no more energy left to prove myself. No more patience to deal with his damn ego.

I pressed my foot harder against the accelerator. The engine roared in response, but I didn't care. The road ahead was empty, my surroundings flashing by in streaks of color. My phone vibrated on the seat beside me, but I ignored it. I didn't want to talk to anyone.
I just wanna escape from everything.. from everyone.. from every fucking one..

I harshly turned the car through the turn but before I could process anything, everything started blurring out.

A sharp curve.

Blinding headlights.

A deafening crash.

Pain exploded through my body as the car spun out of control, metal screeching against metal before I slammed into something-hard. My head snapped forward, colliding against the wheel. A sharp, unbearable pain shot through my skull, and my vision blurred.

Darkness began creeping in at the edges of my sight. I tried to get my senses together But my body threatened to move even.

My lips escaped only a few words that was...

T-taehyung..

My fingers weakly reached for my phone, but before I could dial any number, that specific number, his number-- darkness consumed over me and everything felt black.

Scene shift

Tae POV

I stood in my office, hands gripping the edge of my desk so tightly that my knuckles turned white. My jaw was clenched, muscles coiled with rage, but deep beneath the fury, there was something else. Something I didn't want to acknowledge.