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"Bounded by hate"

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"I can help."

A new voice echoed in the room. It was calm but strong. Everyone’s heads turned at once. The noise stopped. The whispering stopped. The tension grew heavier, like something serious was about to happen.

And then their eyes landed on him.

Hoseok.

Yes—Jung Hoseok. The one who was missing all this time.

What... what was he doing here? He wasn’t at the event. He didn’t attend any part of the function. He was nowhere around since morning. But now suddenly... he was here?

That was the only question running in both Yoongi and Jimin’s minds.

"Hoseok? You’re here?" Yoongi asked, surprised, eyes a little wide.

Hoseok slowly stepped out from the crowd. His walk was calm. His face showed no emotions. Completely blank. He wasn’t angry. He wasn’t smiling. Just serious.

"Yes," he replied shortly. His eyes shifted from Yoongi to Jimin. He scanned them both carefully like he was checking if they were hurt.

"I thought you won’t come to the function," Jimin said softly. His voice had a hint of surprise.

"I thought the same," Hoseok replied. "But then I got some free time, so I came. But when I reached here, the whole university was a mess. Everyone was panicking. Running everywhere. I didn’t know what happened, then I heard about your injury. And Yoongi’s too. So I stayed. I’ve been standing here since then, listening."

Yoongi gave a short nod, understanding.

"You said you can help us?" Yoongi asked again, this time a bit more serious.

Hoseok nodded once more and didn’t waste time.

He walked confidently toward the projector, the one that was flashing pictures and clips from the event earlier. His walk was not casual. It was focused. Like he was already sure of something. His every step looked practiced, like he’d done this before.

He turned his head slightly toward Yoongi.

"You mentioned a lighter, right?" he asked.

"Yes," Yoongi nodded quickly. "When I was passing through the hallway, I found it lying there!"

Hoseok didn’t react much. He just slid his hand into the pocket of his formal pants and turned toward Jimin who looked a little confused now.

"Can you tell me everything again?" he asked softly. "Where were you exactly? What happened after the argument? Every small detail."

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