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Chapter 22: Mix

The tension hung thick in the air as they walked, each step heavy with the weight of their failure. Despite their best efforts, they had come up empty-handed, unable to uncover any leads that could shed light on the identity of your attacker.

 "It's not enough," he muttered through gritted teeth, his voice barely above a whisper but laced with an unmistakable edge.

Taehyung shot him a concerned glance, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Hey jungkook ah, we did everything we could," he said, his tone gentle yet firm. "Yoongi hyung is on it, and we'll find whoever did this. We just need to stay calm and trust in the process."

Hoseok's words hung heavy in the air, each syllable echoing with a sense of defeat. "How unfortunate... there's no traces of any kind of organization on him," he lamented, his voice steeped in disappointment.

Taehyung's expression mirrored Hoseok's somber tone as he nodded in agreement. "No ties to any organization, no motive... nothing," he echoed, his brows knit together in deep concern. "It's as if he was just a hired gun, a pawn in a much larger game."

As they trudged back to the manor, the weight of their failure bore down on them, a palpable heaviness settling over their shoulders. The realization that they were no closer to uncovering the truth only added to their growing sense of unease.

They hadn't been able to identify the one who had targeted you, let alone uncover the motive behind the attack. The perpetrator had chosen death over interrogation, leaving them with more questions than answers.

'He probably planned to kill himself after finishing his job,' Hoseok mused darkly, his thoughts mirroring the grim reality of the situation. 'Life, huh... how easy it is for them to throw it away,' he added, his words heavy with resignation as they trudged onward, the shadows of the night closing in around them.

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The doctor emerged from the room, and Jin, who had been anxiously waiting outside, rose to meet the doctor halfway.

"How is my sister, doc?" Jin's voice trembled with a mix of fear and hope as he looked at the doctor, his eyes pleading for good news.

The doctor hesitated for a moment, weighing his words carefully. "She's out of the danger zone for now," he began, his tone cautious yet hopeful, "and she'll hopefully be able to make a full recovery from all of the blood loss."

Relief washed over Jin momentarily, but it was short-lived as the doctor's next words struck like a bolt of lightning. "But..." The single word hung in the air, heavy with uncertainty, causing Jin's heart to sink.

"We can't determine how long she'll remain unconscious," the doctor continued, his expression grave. Jin's fists clenched at his sides, his knuckles turning white with tension.

"That can't be..." Jin muttered, his voice barely above a whisper, disbelief evident in his tone. "We will do our best to find ways to bring her back," he declared, as he left behind jin who slowly sank down. 

The others, finally arriving at the hospital, were met with the devastating sight of Jin breaking down, his despair palpable in the air. The anxiety that gripped them tightened as they watched their usually composed eldest brother crumble before their eyes.

"Jin hyung!" Taehyung's voice was filled with concern as he rushed to his brother's side, wrapping an arm around him in a comforting gesture.

"What happened, Jin hyung? Is Y/n okay?" Jungkook's voice trembled with worry as he joined them, his eyes wide with fear as he tried to piece together the situation.