IN YOUR EYES ( TAEKOOK ) SHORT STORY
IN YOUR EYES - 1 (´∩。• ᵕ •。∩`)
The bright city lights stretched endlessly, reflecting off the windows of towering skyscrapers. The streets were alive with people, cars rushing past, neon signs flickering. It was a city full of life, full of movement
For Kim Taehyung, it was nothing more than an empire he had conquered.
In his office on the top floor of KTH Corporation
TAEHYUNG
(Leaned back in his chair, eyes scanning the skyline)
He was the most powerful businessman in South Korea. Rich beyond imagination, respected and feared by everyone, he had everything—money, luxury, success
Every deal he made, every event he attended, every interaction he had—it was all transactional. People admired him, envied him, but no one truly cared about him.
TAEHYUNG
Is there even a single person in this world who loves me for me?
TAEHYUNG
(Scoffed at his own thoughts)
Love? Caring? Those were just fairy tales for ordinary people. He had learned that long ago.
"Mr. Kim, your dinner meeting with the investors is in an hour," his secretary informed him.
Taehyung sighed. Another night of fake smiles and empty conversations.
In a small, dimly lit apartment
One person sat in front of his grand piano. His fingers moved effortlessly over the keys, filling the room with a melody so hauntingly beautiful that it could make anyone stop and listen
But no one was listening.
Jungkook was blind birth .He had never seen the world—not the sky, not the people, not even his own face. But he could feel it through music.
His parents had left him a vast fortune, making him a millionaire. But money meant nothing when the only person in his life—his uncle—saw him as nothing more than a bank account.
Jungkook 's uncle
Jungkook, you're performing at the café tonight
His uncle's cold voice interrupted his playing
JUNGKOOK
(Sighed) I don’t want to. I just want to play for myself
Jungkook 's uncle
I don't care what you want
Jungkook 's uncle
The café needs customers, and your playing attracts rich people
Jungkook 's uncle
Just do what I say (voice was sharp)
JUNGKOOK
(Clenched his fists)
He hated it—being treated like an object, like a tool
But what choice did he have? He had no family, no one to love him, no one to spoil him with care.
JUNGKOOK
I just want someone to love me for who I am... (Whispered to himself as he grabbed his dress)
ME
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ME
I hope you'll going to enjoy this story
ME
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