As I made my way through the bustling corridors of the label's building, my mind raced with thoughts of the upcoming dance rehearsals for the award show.
Amidst the flurry of activity, I spotted Taehyung, his presence commanding attention as he stood amidst the crowd. Dressed impeccably in a sharp suit, he exuded an air of confidence that drew curious glances from those around him.
Suddenly, I heard my name called out, causing me to stop in my tracks. Turning, I saw Taehyung striding towards me, his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine.
"Aeng!
he called out, his voice cutting through the din of the corridor.
"T-Taehyung?"
I stammered, my voice betraying my surprise and uncertainty as I met his gaze.
"We need to talk,"
he stated firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument as he reached my side. He couldn't shake off the unease that had settled in his stomach ever since he accidentally liked my post.
"I don't have time for this,"
I replied tersely, my irritation evident in my voice.
But Taehyung wasn't deterred. With a determined grip, he caught my arm and pulled me aside, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through me.
"This won't take long,"
he insisted, his urgency palpable.
I held my breath as he drew closer, his eyes searching mine for answers.
"What is it?"
I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, my heart pounding in my chest.
Taehyung took another step forward, his expression unreadable.
"I didn't like your post to start any rumors,"
he stated firmly, his frustration evident in his tone.
"Don't get the wrong idea."
I clenched my jaw as I yanked my hand away from his grasp, my eyes flashing with resentment.
"Oh, don't worry,"
I spat out, my tone biting with sarcasm. What does he think of himself?
"I wouldn't dream of it."
With that, I turned on my heel and stormed off, leaving Taehyung standing alone in the corridor, his heart heavy with confusion and regret.
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As I left the labels after my grueling rehearsals, the weight of my emotions threatened to crush me. The evening air was heavy with the promise of rain, mirroring the storm raging within me. I made my way to a nearby restaurant, hoping the warm embrace of soju and ramen would offer some semblance of comfort.
Entering the dimly lit establishment, I found peace in the anonymity the mask and hat provided. Seated at a secluded table, I ordered a bottle of soju and a steaming bowl of ramen.
"Table for one, please,"
I murmured to the hostess, my voice barely above a whisper.
As I waited for my order, my mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, each thought more suffocating than the last.
When the soju arrived, I poured myself a glass, the clear liquid glinting in the soft light of the restaurant. With trembling hands, I raised the glass to my lips, welcoming the burn of alcohol as it seared through me, momentarily dulling the pain. With each sip, the world around me seemed to fade away.
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One Spring Day- Kim Taehyung
Fanfiction"I don't love her enough to stay." Those words... It hurts. - A story in which Aeng Hwa a girl with daddy issues grew up with a lot of trauma. Her father used to abuse her physically, mentally, and emotionally. Her father abandoned Aeng Hwa and her...
