Slave of His Obsession.... TAEKOOK, NAMJIN, YOONMIN
CHARACTER AND STORY INTRODUCTION
Jeon Jungkook, 21
An Art student who has recently broken up with his Boyfriend and is struggling mentally. He comes from a middle class family and wants to be an Artist.
Kind, Warm-hearted, and Intelligent.
He unintentionally captured the negative attention of a seemingly Psycho man, worse, a very influential psycho man who caged him in his obsession.
Kim Taehyung, 29
A Cunning Mafia Leader. Leads the biggest Mafia gang in Korea.
Cold, Cruel, Ruthless, Intelligent and extremely Obsessive.
All he wanted was Power more than anyone else in this world, but his mission somehow changed to a boba eye boy. He captured him, and caged him into his obsession which he calls love.
Kim Seok-jin, 23
A Pianist. He is Taehyung's cousin. His parents died in a Mafia when he was 14 and ever since then, Taehyung took him under his wings.
Kind, silent, and warm-hearted
Even though Taehyung took him he doesn't really care much about him, He ordered his most trusted man, Namjoon to take care of Jin but Namjoon, He had some other plans with Jin. And currectly, Jin is just trying to get out of that man's grip.
Kim Namjoon, 29
Most trusted man of Taehyung and also, the mastermind of the Gang.
Manipulative, cold and ruthless.
He is responsible to take care of Jin but he forces Jin to live with him and taking advantage of Taehyung's ignorance, He manipulates Jin in his love, which is not exactly love.
Park Jimin, 22
He is a Bar Dance. His father took debt from the Gang and he is paying it off.
Innocent, Kind, and a genuinely nice person.
He was taken after his father failed to pay the debt, the gang killed his father and took him as the repayment.
Min Yoongi, 26
A Sniper. Works under Taehyung. No one knows much about him. Never failed once. He sometimes handles other works for Taehyung when he is not assigned to Assisinate someone. He was sent to collect debt from a debtor, but he took his son as repayment.
Silent, Reserved and could kill you easily.
Jung Ho-seok, 26
Jungkook's cousin and a school teacher. They both live together. After Jungkook's disappearance, he started looking for him, even after the police gave up, he kept using his resources to find Jungkook until he realised that Jungkook has gotten himself in a really bad situation.
Kind, cute and Brave.
All Jungkook wanted was just to achieve his dreams while taking care of his loved ones. But His dreams shattered overnight when He caught the eye of one of the most ruthless man of the country.
How will he get out from his grip? Especially when he is so unapologetically cruel!
let's see how their story unfolds!!!
What's your price?
The morning sun crept through the half-drawn curtains, spilling across the quiet room.
A boy sat on the chair near his bed, elbows resting on his knees, eyes fixed on nothing. The golden rays touched his face but couldn’t warm the cold heaviness in his chest.
Six months. It had been six months since his breakup, and the wound refused to close.
He took a deep breath, staring into a void as his mind drifted back to reality.
A knock comes on the door.
Ho-seok 🍨
Jungkook.. Breakfast ready! (calls from outside)
Jungkook sighed, replacing the grief on his face to something normal.
Jungkook cleared his throat, forcing himself to stand. When he reached the kitchen, his brother was already plating eggs, the smell of toast filling the small space.
Upon seeing Jungkook, his lips curled into a shiny smile.
Ho-seok 🍨
Good Morning, Kookie! ☺️
Jungkook smiled, not with the same enthusiasm.
Jungkook🍭
Good Morning Hyung!
Jungkook sat, and Ho-seok took the sit in front of him.
He stuffed bread in his mouth, reaching for tea from the other hand.
Ho-seok 🍨
Did you sleep well? (eating)
He said softly on which Jungkook smiled weakly.
Jungkook🍭
I am fine Hyung! Don't worry!
Ho-seok face turned worried as he gently taps on Jungkook's hand.
Ho-seok 🍨
You should let go of the past now, Kookie. Don't chain yourself to someone who walked away! (worried)
Jungkook took a deep breath and cleared his throat. He gazed back at Ho-seok with a small smile.
Jungkook🍭
I am fine Hyung .... Really!
But Ho-seok only gave him a long look ...one that saw through every crack in his facade. Still, he didn’t push. Instead, he set the plate down and smiled.
Ho-seok 🍨
Just eat, then get to work. You’ll feel better keeping busy!
Jungkook🍭
(nods while smiling)
Ho-seok 🍨
I will be late after work today! I need to stop somewhere! You will be okay right?
Ho-seok asked. Not sure if he should leave Jungkook alone in this situation.
Jungkook🍭
(smiles) Umm.. don't worry .. I will just sleep in early today!
Ho-seok smiled and nodded.
Ho-seok 🍨
Okay then. Eat fast.. I will drop you to the art gallery!
At ETHEREAL, the city’s most refined art gallery!
The Art Gallery Jungkook works at!
The Evening was unrushed.
Silence wrapped Jungkook like armor. The polished marble floors, the velvet ropes, the scent of varnish clinging to canvas.. it was predictable, soothing, unlike people.
If there is something that could provide him comfort right now, It's this place, where everything understands him. Through colours.
The gallery was almost empty as it was time to close in. Jungkook was arranging some brochures when he noticed A man, who was standing in front of an art piece, looking like an art from behind himself.
Tall. Sharp suit. A presence that turned the air heavy. He stood before the painting 'Storm’s Heart', an abstract chaos of reds and blacks, unmoving, like he was trying to pierce the painting’s soul.
Jungkook walked over, professional smile tugging at his lips.
Jungkook🍭
That piece is called 'Storm’s Heart'. The artist painted it after losing her brother. It’s about grief, the way it spirals into chaos.
The man tilted his head, voice low and smooth, almost predatory. That's when Jungkook got a full view of his profile.
Taehyung 🪨
Grief? No. I see hunger. Power clawing its way through loss. The red isn’t sorrow, boy... it’s appetite. (coldly)
Jungkook blinked at the boldness. There was something different about this man's voice. So Cold, so demanding.
Jungkook🍭
With respect, sir, maybe you’re projecting. The artist herself described this as grief.
Taehyung's eyes glinted with amusement.
Taehyung 🪨
And what if the artist is wrong? Art is what the world sees, not what the creator claims. Death doesn’t leave us with grief ...it leaves us with the hunger to keep surviving.
Jungkook crossed his arms, surprised at himself for not backing down.
Jungkook🍭
Or maybe you just want everything to be about hunger. That’s not survival. That’s ego. Grief doesn’t turn every person into a wolf. Sometimes it leaves them broken.
Taehyung chuckled, dark and low
Taehyung 🪨
You’re assuming weakness is truth. Pain creates strength. That red? It’s proof of it.
Jungkook🍭
No. You’re confusing scars with the wound itself. This painting isn’t about what comes after. It’s about the moment loss swallows you whole. The mess. The despair. The chaos before the scar. That’s why the brushstrokes look unfinished... because grief never really ends.
For the first time, Taehyung went silent. His gaze shifted back to the painting, and something unreadable flickered in his eyes. He turned his gaze back to the boy, studying his face like he was a painting himself.
Jungkook's voice softens.
Jungkook🍭
You see hunger because that’s what you know. I see grief because that’s what she painted. And maybe both are valid, but her truth came first. That makes it heavier.
The silence between them thickened. Then, slowly, the man’s lips curved ... not in mockery, but in something rarer. Approval.
Taehyung 🪨
You’re bold! (murmurs)
Taehyung 🪨
Most people crumble after two sentences with me.
His eyes dragged down Jungkook’s frame, lingering.
Jungkook flushed under the weight of his gaze but held his ground.
Jungkook🍭
Art deserves Honesty, not Intimidation!
That earned a low laugh, smooth and dangerous.
Taehyung 🪨
What's your name, boy? (amused)
Jungkook looked at him, biting his lips.
Taehyung stayed silent and then repeated it.. Like a vow.
Taehyung 🪨
Jungkook! (whispers)
Then he looked back at the painting.
Jungkook🍭
It's not for sale!
The stranger stepped closer, voice dropping like velvet over steel. His body completely facing Jungkook now.
Taehyung 🪨
Not the Painting!
Jungkook🍭
....(looks at him)
Taehyung 🪨
What's your price?
It's him!
Jungkook🍭
it's not for sale!
Taehyung 🪨
Not the Painting!
Taehyung 🪨
What's your price?
Jungkook froze, breath caught in his throat. He didn’t know yet that this man...Kim Taehyung ...wasn’t just another patron. He was the city’s most feared mafia leader.
He straightened, mustering his professional tone.
Jungkook🍭
I’m sorry, sir. I told you, the painting isn’t for sale. And neither am I.
Polite. Firm. The kind of refusal he hoped would end the conversation.
Taehyung smiled, a not so innocent smile.
He stepped closer to Jungkook, his cologne sharp and intoxicating. In one smooth motion, his hand slipped around Jungkook’s waist, pulling him just enough to feel the power in his grip. Jungkook’s breath hitched, heart slamming against his ribs.
Taehyung 🪨
There's always something special about the people who refuse me!
Taehyung 🪨
Everything has a price, High or Low.. You just need to offer the correct amount!
Jungkook sighed, gently pushing Taehyung, but Taehyung's hand stilled on his waist.
Jungkook🍭
Sir, As much as I enjoyed our conversation on art, it would be better if you could restrain yourself from making such horrible remarks about me, or I won't mind having you escort out. (firm)
Taehyung smirked, amused. He removed his hand and stepped back, raising them slightly to give Jungkook a tiny moment of superiority.
Taehyung puts his hands in his pockets and leans towards Jungkook a little.
Taehyung 🪨
You are really pretty. I like that you have dignity!
Taehyung straightened and smirked again.
Taehyung 🪨
I think I should not offend you anymore then. We will definitely continue our conversation on 'Art' ... and our views.. on some other day!
Taehyung smirked and turned to leave, looking at the reflection of Jungkook in one of the glass of the painting hanging in front of him.
Taehyung 🪨
Jungkook! (whispers to himself)
And with that, He left the place, taking all of his suffocating aura from the room.
Jungkook🍭
(staring at Taehyung's disappearing figure) **What a psycho?**
Jungkook shrugged, diverting his mind to wrap up his remaining time at his Job. Being busy really helps him forget lots of things.
He went back, had a light dinner and was now sitting on the bed, looking outside the pouring of rain, thinking so loudly while his phone was continuously buzzing on the nightstand.
He glanced at his phone, trying to ignore the familiar number showing on his phone.
Jungkook🍭
You already broke my heart. What more do you want now? (whispers to himself as he watches his ex face screening in his phone)
The university hall buzzed with its usual noise, students rushing between classes, laughter echoing across the courtyard. Jungkook adjusted the strap of his bag, scanning the crowd for a familiar face.
Jungkook turned to the voice, already knowing who he is!
Jungkook🍭
Jiminie! (smiles)
Jimin jogged toward him, breathless but grinning. His t-shirt was untucked, hair slightly damp from all the running.
Jungkook🍭
You look like you ran a marathon! (smiles)
Jimin groaned and leaned on the wall as soon as he stopped near Jungkook.
Jimin 🍧
I closed at the bar again last night. My boss keeps adding hours, and I can’t exactly say no.. I’ve got bills, rent, classes. You know how it is. (huffs)
Before Jungkook could respond, a pair of students passing by sneered loud enough for them to hear.
Random Students
Guess pole dancing pays tuition now! (laughs)
Jimin’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t look their way.
But Jungkook’s eyes flashed.
Jungkook🍭
You think you’re funny? At least he’s working for his life instead of leeching off daddy’s money.
The students muttered some curses on their way and walked off.
Jimin just smiled at Jungkook, raising his shoulders like he doesn't care
Jimin 🍧
You don't have to defend me, I don't care about them. They are losers!
Jungkook🍭
That doesn’t mean they get to walk all Over you!
Jimin laughed, his eyes face shining as he looked like a literal angel.
Jimin 🍧
I don't care as long as I have you by my side! (smiles)
Jimin said entangling his hand with Jungkook's while dragging him towards the cafeteria.
Jimin 🍧
Shut up I am hungry! (hums)
Jungkook smiles, unable to argue with Jimin, following to the cafeteria.
Before they could settle down, Jungkook’s phone buzzed with a message from his professor
✉️Professor: Come to the department office. Need help preparing for the guest lecture.
Jimin said as he shoved bread in his mouth.
Jungkook shrugged his shoulders, digging into his food as well.
Jungkook🍭
Guess I am an errand boy now! I need to help prepare for a guest lecture today! (eats)
Jimin raises his eyes, mouth stuffed with food.
Jimin 🍧
Guest lecture? We have a guest lecture today? (mouth full)
Jungkook laughed slightly.
Jungkook🍭
Yeah you should focus on some university stuff too instead of sleeping all the time. (smiles)
Jimin just rolled his eyes, not taking much interest in the guest lecture.
Suddenly, Jungkook's phone buzzed. He glanced at it and then silenced it.
Jimin 🍧
Aren't you gonna pick it? (eating)
Jungkook🍭
It's not important! (smiles)
Jungkook looked down, playing with his food, unable to take another bite as he had just seen a ghost. Well, his ex just seems like a ghost now, who has been again bugging him from the last few days, wanting to enter his life again after shattering it once.
They ate their food and went to their respective duties. Jimin in his class while Jungkook went to help his professor.
The university auditorium buzzed with noise, hundreds of students gathering for the annual business summit. Today’s guest speaker was rumored to be one of the city’s most influential men, though no one knew how deep his influence truly ran.
Jungkook, balancing folders in his arms, was only there to help set up as part of the art department’s volunteer team. He didn’t care much for corporate figures, men in suits usually meant nothing but trouble.
But he couldn't help notice the rumors about the guest that were spread like wildfire... a young business tycoon, ruthless and brilliant, who had built an empire no one dared question.
The Principal was announcing the greetings and some introduction for the guest.
Principal
So, Today we have a very special guest. He does not only build an empire at the age of 21 but also expanded his company to become the biggest and most valued organization of the country.
Jungkook was organizing handouts besides the Stage when the room fell unnaturally quiet.
Principal
Please welcome.. Owner of Eclipse Atelier, 'Mr. Kim Taehyung'!
The Door opens and the man walks in.
Tall, commanding, dressed in black so sharp it cut against the sterile university walls. His presence rolled through the hall like smoke... heavy, suffocating, impossible to ignore. Conversations died mid-sentence. Even the professor’s voice wavered as he welcomed him.
Jungkook's eyes shot open. It was him. The man from the gallery.
Taehyung’s gaze swept across the crowd like a blade until it landed on Jungkook, like he was searching for him all the time. Recognition flared. Then something darker. Possessive.
His lips curved, subtle, predatory.
Jungkook🍭
**Oh God!** (shocked)
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