Taehyung woke up to the sharp, relentless ringing of his phone, his head pounding with an unbearable ache. The pain from the fresh mark on his neck throbbed, a stark reminder of what had happened. Groaning, he forced his eyes open and reached for the device, answering in a hoarse whisper
Kim Taehyung
Yes?
A deep, sinister chuckle echoed from the other end, making his blood run cold
Unknown
Taehyung my son
The voice purred, sending a shiver down his spine. His eyes widened in alarm, his drowsiness vanishing in an instant. Panic clawed at his chest as he sat up too quickly, wincing at the sharp pain in his neck.
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