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"V... this boy" the new person whispered out, although I could hear him clear as day and the one who took me captive nodded towards this other stranger... as if those few words were enough for him to understand everything...

What are they speaking about? What do they mean this boy?

I glanced around me, only to see that every single person close to us were staring at me without any sense of intruding on other's privacy bubble.

I tried hiding behind the tall man who I just now noticed had markings on his back, just a small bit of it peaking out underneath his clothes and I tried to have a better look - but was soon stopped as he kept on walking, forcing me to follow as my hands were still bound by rope.

"Take him to Jin... our father is away" the new person explained and my captor followed him towards a large structure...

What is that? Is it a tent? But tents are made out of fabric... it looks like mud...

My thoughts rambled on in my head as I tried to take in every little new thing around me and the two taller men in front of me seemed to be rather amused by my fascination, but I opted to ignore their almost teasing glances.

"What's your name boy?" the tallest one asked and I looked this new stranger with wide eyes, his voice seemingly a lot deeper when he was speaking to me than it had been when he talked to my captor.

"Min Yoongi" I mumbled out, my eyes unconsciously coming to meet the stare of my captor, apparently going by V, who nodded at my reply, pulling me along to instead walk beside him... did he approve of me speaking? Or was it something I did wrong?

"Well, Min Yoongi, you can call me Moon, what can you tell us about yourself?" the tallest questioned intriguingly, his body leaning in towards me and I felt the need to pull away, not liking the closeness of the stranger... although I really couldn't say anything as I'd been hanging over V's shoulder just a minute ago.

"What do you wanna know?" I asked back, not really knowing what to say to such a question... in my clan, everyone knew everything about everybody, so there was no need for any interrogation of each other... we never met other people either, at least not me and my sister.

"Like what clan you're from, I'm really curious to know, seeing as I've never met anyone with white hair before" he spoke in a genuinely interested voice and I hummed, looking around me to check that it was true - everyone there had black or dark brown hair, although their eyes varied a lot more than back at my clan. Some had blue, which was common up in the north, but it spread to brown, black, green and a mix of everything in between which I never really could put a name on.

"I... I'm from the north... so..." I started, but for some reason my heart began racing as V's eyes locked with mine and just kept on staring at me...

What is it with these people? Don't they have any sense of shame? My father would beat me half to death if I stared so intensely at him.

"Co-could you stop..." I mumbled while fiddling with my thumbs, looking down to my still heavily clad feet which had gotten muddy and soggy from my journey.

"With what?" V questioned and I tried to get out of his line of sight, but it obviously didn't work as he literally had me bound to a rope which he himself was holding.

"Staring" I managed to get out and I could see him glancing up to the taller, who shrugged his shoulders casually.

"Okay"