Squid Game
Taehyung
Taehyung
𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘴, 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘯, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦, 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵-𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘣𝘴. 𝘔𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘤𝘺𝘤𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵-𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘣'𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵-𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘣'𝘴.
Taehyung stepped onto the train, he moved with a quiet grace that seemed to belong to someone accustomed to navigating life's uncertainties.
With a brief, resigned glance at the crowded interior, he found no vacant seats to claim as his own. Instead, he reached for the metal handle above, a slender pillar of stability in the sea of standing passengers.
Taehyung's watchful gaze swept across the electric assembly of passengers on the train car.
Amidst the bustling throng, he noticed a couple, their affectionate gesture and loving gazes casting an aura of romance and togetherness. Nearby, a child engrossed in mobile games displaying an innocence unvarnished by the weight of the world.
Taehyung couldn't help but offer a bittersweet smile, tinged with sadness, as he witnessed two friends engrossed in animated conversation.
Taehyung's mind began to wander, drifting like a solitary leaf carried by the whims of a gentle breeze.
Taehyung
𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘑𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯.
Taehyung
𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥; 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥. 𝘜𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
Taehyung
𝘑𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯... 𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵...
A mechanical, feminine voice resonated through the train car, announcing the arrival of Taehyung's designated station.
The automated doors swished open, inviting passengers to disembark.
As he joined the stream of people flowing out, Taehyung was greeted by the sight of a dimly lit platform. The sun had long set, and the night had settled in, casting the world in shadows as he made his way towards the next chapter of his journey.
Taehyung clenched his fists, crushing the card bearing the shapes.
Taehyung
I have to do this.
Jungkook
Taehyung
Jihyun, are you holding up?
Taehyung inquired with a heavy heart, concern etched in his eyes as he gazed upon the young boy.
The boy responded in a matter-of-fact tone, his eyes reflecting the longing for home.
Jihyun
When will you take me back, Hyung? I want to go home.
Taehyung's voice carried both reassurance and sadness
Taehyung
Just a little longer, Jihyun. Soon, you'll be staying with me, alright?
The small boy nodded solemnly, his trust in Taehyung unwavering.
A gentle pat on the boy's soft hair conveyed all the unspoken promises.
Taehyung offered a plastic bag containing Jihyun's favorite meal, a small but significant gesture of his love and care. The boy accepted it silently and, accompanied by the caretaker sister, made his way into the orphanage, leaving Taehyung with a mix of hope and longing in his heart.
As Taehyung's shift came to an end, he collected a garbage bag and disposed of it in a nearby trash bin.
Exhausted, he returned to his meager living space. After shedding his work attire, he slung his bag over his shoulder and began the walk back home.
During his journey, he couldn't help but steal a glance at his pocket where a crumpled invitation card lay hidden.
With a heavy sign that betrayed the weariness in his soul, he finally arrived at his small, one-room apartment. His bag found its place on a rickety table.
Taehyung, driven by curiosity and uncertainty, retrieved the crumpled card from his pocket, it's presence like a shadow in his thoughts, casting a veil of mystery over his already challenging life.
Taehyung's phone chimed with a message from the loan sharks, a stark reminder of his financial burdens.
The screen faded to black, revealing his weary vistage. In a hushed tone, he murmured
Taehyung reached for his phone and, with a newfound determination, his fingers danced across the keyboard, dialing the number from the crumpled card: "8650 4006."
Taehyung stirred from his slumber at the sound of a voice, simultaneously strong and gentle, whispering
Jungkook
Wake up, princess~
Slowly, he opened his eyes, only to be met by the gaze of a man.
Jungkook chuckled softly, a melodic sound.
Taehyung blinked, his gaze filled with a mixture of puzzlement and wariness.
Taehyung's face contorted with distaste, and he rebuffed the familiar stranger.
Taehyung
Don't call me that
Jungkook merely responded with an impish smile, raising his hands in mock surrender.
Jungkook
My apologies, Tae~
Taehyung's expression turned more suspicious
Taehyung
What are you doing here?
Jungkook's smile grew wider, and he responded
Jungkook
I followed you, I took the invitation card from that guy too.
Taehyung remained silent.
Taehyung
That's stalking, you know. I will report you to the police.
Jungkook dramatically feigned an exaggeratedly wounded expression.
Jungkook
I'm hurt, Tae. Heal me
Taehyung chose to ignore the incoherent murmuring of the person next to him, instead opting to survey his attire and the unfamiliar surroundings.
It was evident that many individuals, like him, had dialed the mysterious number to end up in this peculiar place.
He noted the distinct green hue of his attire and the emptiness of his pocket, devoid of his phone and personal belongings.
Frustration brewing, Taehyung questioned his surroundings, his voice tinged with uncertainty
Jungkook, the sole individual he could address the query to, met his gaze with cautions eyes.
Jungkook
I don't know, and it seems like nobody else does either.
A smile played on jungkook's lips, but his eyes betrayed the underlying frustration.
Jungkook
Tae, if you ever need money, you can just ask me.
Drawing closer to Taehyung, their faces are a mere inches apart, Jungkook's tone grew more intense.
Jungkook
But don't put yourself in danger
He growled, his protective instincts shining.
In the depths of Taehyung's mind, a complex tapestry of thoughts unfolded. He was all too aware of the man before him, his intense fixation on Taehyung, an obsession that had shadowed him for too long.
It was jungkook, the person he had tried to avoid throughout his life, and yet, circumstances had once again thrown them together. The prospect of entanglement with jungkook filled taehyung with apprehension.
Taehyung looked into jungkook's eyes
Taehyung
𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.
Jungkook
I gave you the time you said you needed, but now, your recklessness...
He chuckled, his tone tinged with a blend of concern and exasperation.
Jungkook
Whatever, I'm here to take care of you.
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