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Park sang.
She picked up a random man off the streets.
Injured and not sober, was she in the right state of mind.
But who knew this man bared so many secrets.
"Only if she knew what was coming for her, would she stay with me?"
...
—☆°＊༄ Park Sang* "D-don't be so ridiculous, why would you ask a question like that. I have a solid answer, and it will always be my little Kookie!" "Tch."
Next day* "Bye mum." I said quietly, while looking at the familiar photo frame. "Bye dad! See you at the festival." "I'll see you their angel."
Picking up my art piece laid by the door. Arriving at the university (college), I saw Jungkook patiently waiting. "KOOK!" He looked up and warmly smiled and waved. "Hey Sang, is your dad coming in today." "Yeah!" "Are you expecting anyone?" "Nope. Anyway let's see your piece!"
Turning around my canvas I showed him my work. "Sang you did this! You're really amazing!" "Cmon, cmon, I wanna see yours!"
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"I love i..." "Me?" I blinked a few times as I realised what he implied. "Hey, pass me your canvas, I'll carry it for you." "It's fine reall..."
With that, he gently took away my canvas from my arms, and held my hand. Looking down at our interlocked hands I was shocked. "W-why are y-ou?" "Am I not allowed." "You are." He then gave me a sweet smile as he bent his face down sideways to view my face, scrunching his nose tightly.
As we entered the hall, we displayed out pieces amongst the rest and went to the main section to enjoy the multiple stands. "Are you not gonna let go?" He suddenly squeezed my hand and raised it. "I'll buy you anything you want at the festival. So let me hold your hand the whole day. Do you like that compromise?" "Are you sure?" I said with an eager, yet unsure voice.
Walking forwards, I bumped into a rock hard chest. "Well, well, look who we have here." Looking up, it was a face I've never seen before. "Namjoon..." I heard Jungkook say under his breathe. Looking over his masculine shoulders I saw four people stand behind.
"What are you doing here." "We heard out little maknae's university is holding a festival, we were all intrigued." "Don't try anything, any of you." "Whatever you say, master." This Namjoon man replied sarcastically, following a laugh.
"Sang—!" I looked afar and I saw my farther jogging towards us. Suddenly realising what was in my grasp, I let go and saw Jungkook in my peripheral vision looking at me. "Dad..." "What's up sweetie, am I early?" "No, n-not at all, I'll show you around."
I looped my hand around his arm and started taking him around the stalls.
Jimin* And there she goes. But that man, he kept side eyeing me. He seems oh so familiar. Soon everyone began to disperse, and I walked up to dumbfounded Jungkook. "Oi maknae, seems like you've been abandoned by the bitch." "Whatever." "Where's Taehyung?" "Why would I know where that old man is?" "Arraso(ok)." I hufffed. "See you around buddy." I passed him tapping his shoulder.
Just then I saw him, huffing and puffing while holding a massive object. "Taehyung!" He slowly walked up to me squinting his eyes. "I could even recognise your unattractive face, a mile away."
"Nevermind, the hell is that?" I asked curiously. "Argh, it's for this stupid human education. I wasn't intending on completing it, but apparently I would get kicked out because apparently this is apart of my grade. I spent all night doing this stupid shit, because if I hadn't maknae, would've got extra chance to get San..." "TOO LONG! Hey lets go over here."
Signalling at a corner, he followed. "By the way, I recognise an old man that Sang calls dad." "How? Was it that time, please don't say it's her mother." He asked desperately as he neared, clutching onto my arm.
"Yah(hey), get off me. It is." "Argh! If Sang ever finds out that I have a link to her deat... I'll never have a chance!" "I didn't kill her, she killed herself. SHE WAS THE ONE WHO LIED TO ME FOR FUCKS SAKE! At the time, I thought I was this close to getting into Terasia."
"Hey cool off, I need to drop this in the hall anyway." "Taehyung, before you go. Pass me your mobile phone." "Why?" Does he really have to ask. "I planned meeting up with a women, but I changed my plans last minute to come here. Pwease TaeTae." "Ew, don't call me that. Here." "Thanks man."
And he left. Browsing through his contacts he had it. Just as I was expecting. I scrolled through his message history. "Hah, is this boy trying to be nice or what. Co-la? Pft."
Messages Hey come to the rooftop
Why? I'm busy with my dad
It's urgent
Better be Taehyung Seen End of messages
Biane(sorry) Taehyung and Maknae but non of you will get her now.
Park Sang* "You really have the nerve to interrupt a lovely farther daughter moment don't you!" Is he even here yet? I might just be screaming at air. "The one who did that...was me." As my ears heard an unrecognisable voice, I swiftly turned around. "Who are you..." I replied cautiously. He was one of the people, behind to Namjoon...
Without a word, he confidently walked towards me. Out stretching his arm. Creating a strong grip around my neck.
Strangling me.
I screamed, I yelled. But my outcries seemed so silent as they were ignored and he continued. The common element air, seemed so unreachable. "Shall we have some fun." He said devilishly.
My fingertips felt the sharp edges of the bricks. Slowly losing balance as I realised I was only metres away from being murdered. Being held only by my neck.
Why was the only person I could think of at that moment was. "T-Taehyung..."
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