The Kim siblings thought they were finally free-free to live, to laugh, to escape the shadows of their past.
A trip abroad was supposed to be a time to unwind, to strengthen their bond after all they had endured. But peace is fleeting, and darkness...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Namjoon lay on the old creaky bed, the ceiling above him cracked and stained with time, yet his eyes didn’t really see it. His mind was racing—fast and loud.
The room was silent now. His siblings had just left, their voices still echoing faintly in his ears. Part of him wanted them to stay, just for a little longer, but he knew why they didn’t. They couldn’t risk it. If anyone spotted all of them together, especially with him… it would only take seconds for suspicion to spread like fire.
He let out a long breath.
Tomorrow.
Everything could change tomorrow.
Either they’d get the evidence and clear his name… or he’d be back in handcuffs.
His chest tightened at the thought—but not out of fear. No. It was the weight of everything they’d all put on the line for him. For the truth.
But one thing was solid in his heart, something that gave him just enough strength to breathe through the storm.
His siblings.
They didn’t just believe him—they were ready to fight for him. With him. Until the very end.
Namjoon turned to his side, staring at the old wall beside the bed, his thoughts still swirling. He could almost hear YN’s voice reminding him,
“Oppa, don’t give up. We’re so close now.” He closed his eyes.
“Tomorrow,” he whispered.
And tomorrow… they’d either win back everything.
Or lose it all.
The next day, Namjoon sat quietly in the back seat of the car. YN was beside him, looking straight ahead. Hoseok was driving, and Jimin sat in the front passenger seat. The others—Jin, Yoongi, Taehyung, and Jungkook—were following close behind in another car.
But only YN, Hoseok, Jimin, and Namjoon were going in.
That was the plan.
Namjoon looked at his reflection in the small mirror. Even he barely recognized himself.
A black mask covered most of his face. His hair had been dyed by Jin the night before.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
