Dark Solstice

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Y/N's POV

Hitman Bang had died.

I stand dazed in front of Mr. Bang's body unable to believe that the guy who was our leader had actually died. I was angry and sad at the same time.
He was my only source to learn about my grandfather.

My family was always secretive about my grand parents. They never answered my questions about grandfather whenever I asked them. We never celebrated his birthday and our house was devoid of any of his belongings.

My grandfather always remained an unsolved mystery to me.

My only source to gain information about my grandfather till now was my aunt Lee Sora. But suddenly one day my father forbid me to talk to her. From that day I never saw her or talked to her.

She disappeared from my life like she never existed before.

Now when I was finally about to know him and could ask all my questions. The person who could give me answers was dead. My hands balled into fists as I swore to myself to take revenge of his death. Something about Mr. Bang seemed oddly familiar. My heart swelled with affection and respect whenever I saw him. The same respect I had for my family.

But he was not a part of my family. I knew it. Never in my life till now my parents or any relatives of mine mentioned him in any gathering or functions.

I was pulled away from my thoughts as I felt a pair of arms hugging me from a side. I looked sideways to see who was hugging me.

It was Jungkook.

Why is he hugging me?

Suddenly I realize that my face felt wet.

I was crying.

Jimin hugs me from the other side while Taehyung jumps on me from behind.

Before I know it,we were all engulfed in a group hug. All the other mafia agents who had came to pay respects to Mr. Bang eyed us. Their expression were a mixture of sadness and affection.

"I don't know why you are crying but I felt bad so I hugged you." Jungkook whispers and my heart swells up with love and happiness.

"Shhhhh.........don't cry Y/N. You will make me cry too!" Jimin says which breaks me into small giggles.

All my friends whisper sweet nothings to me.

And that's when a fire ignites within me.

A fire to protect the people I love till death.

The rest of the day is spent in mourning for Mr.Bang as the atmosphere is filled with gloom and darkness. The whole agency remains inactive as no one decides to work and silence is the only voice that could be heard in the hallways. We all spend the rest of the day in our dorms too. I cried a lot that day which was unusual since I don't cry like this often.

Jimin was the best roomate ever. He never let me cry alone and gave my hugs . I poured out my feelings to him and never once he showed any sign of frustration or anger. He was an excellent listener and the best guy best friend any girl could ask for.