The black car pulled up to the grand estate, its headlights illuminating the towering iron gates. The mansion stood tall against the night, its gothic architecture casting eerie shadows under the dim lighting.
Kim Taehyung exhaled sharply,
rubbing his temple as he stepped out of the car. He hadn’t been here in weeks, and if it weren’t for his mother’s persistent request, he wouldn’t be here at all.
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You already lost your one little love /Brokenheart/
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