previously known as 'my teacher taehyung'
dark romance|
a tale in which a girl gets more than she bargains for when she develops feelings for whom she thought was her teacher.
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AGE GAP.
SEXUAL CONTENT.
MENTAL ILLNESS. (Trigger Warnings!)
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~Narrator~
The week of April 6th approached without any mercy and Taehyung found himself slipping into a deep depression without any will to pick himself out.
Today marked what should have been his sibling's eighteenth birthday.
To say his world was crashing down would be an understatement, the increasing pain he felt in his heart became unbearable, the rage built in his body yet there was nothing he could about it.
Namjoon is dead.
He believed he let him off too easily... for the amount of sins a man like Namjoon committed he deserved a fate worse than death. Killing him was too easy, he needed to feel the brutal pain, the same pain inflicted onto his mother and siblings. Taehyung wanted to see the blood seep from Namjoon while he begged for mercy.
These thoughts passed through Taehyung's head from time to time as he would try to shake them off but they were persistent.
Saniya stood at a distance in her nightgown staring at Taehyung gaze aimlessly out the penthouse window. The clock struck 2:30 a.m.
She began living with Taehyung after clearing up some legal matters on staying in Korea. Mrs. Min agreed allowing Saniya to venture out whereas Malia preferred to stay with them. The Min's relocated Yoongi's body from the hospital to their house, still in a coma.
Lim Chaerin's death swept the news stations shaking the students and staff members of S.I.A to its core. Although, Saniya and Chaerin were never friends. Saniya felt she owed Chaerin her life for attempting to save them both. Unknowingly, Chaerin restored Saniya's will to live and for that Saniya vowed to protect her legacy.
"Are you coming to bed soon?" Her voice barely above a whisper but loud enough as Taehyung heard. "Just give me a minute" He responded without glancing at her. His voice firm and lacking any emotion. Saniya nodded before turning back heading to the bedroom.
Unlike the other times she'd been there, the bedroom was cold...darker than she remembered.
Saniya went on her side of the bed turning off the lamp beside her going to bed. Darkness surrounded her but she knew it all too well. The darkness was her friend. Minutes on the clock went by and Taehyung had yet to come. She laid in the plush sheets wide awake in her thoughts. Sleeping brought upon lucid dreams which soon turned into nightmares of Namjoon. She found her body tremble at the thought of him.
Then she remember her father and how they mutilated his body until he was barely recognizable. She couldn't get Chaerin's lifeless eyes out her mind. What awful monsters they were.
