MINE ON IMPACT (TAEKOOKV) Ep01

Dumb author 😘💅🏼

Dumb author 😘💅🏼

English is not my first language, so if you see any grammar doing backflips or words looking drunk… just pretend it’s ✨artistic choice✨ okay? I’m doing my best, now enjoy the chaos!

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Early morning. Inside the massive Jeon family home — spotless marble floors, tall glass windows, and a silence colder than winter.

An omega sat quietly on the floor of the living room. Knees to his chest. A tiny towel on his lap. Not making a sound.

It was Jeon Jungkook. The only son of the Jeons. The only child they never wanted.

Footsteps echoed down the stairs.

mrs.jeon

(sharply) You’re sitting there again like a stray.

JEON JUNGKOOK (O)

*Jungkook flinched, quickly rising to his feet and bowing his head.*

Mr.jeon

(walking in): What’s good about it when the first thing I see is you?

Mr.jeon

*He sat down on the couch without even looking Jungkook’s way.*

mrs.jeon

(arms crossed): I should’ve known the moment I smelled omega. The shame I felt in that hospital room…

JEON JUNGKOOK (O)

I’m sorry, Mother.

Mr.jeon

(coldly): You destroyed your mother’s body. After giving birth to you, the doctors said she could never have another child.

mrs.jeon

(bitter laugh): One child. One useless, trembling little omega. What did I do in my last life to deserve that?

JEON JUNGKOOK (O)

*Jungkook looked down, gripping the towel in his hands tightly.*

JEON JUNGKOOK (O)

(quietly): I didn’t mean to be born like this…

Mr.jeon

You’re a stain. You ruined our chances of having strong alpha heirs. Now we’re the laughingstock of the elite circles.

mrs.jeon

Do you know how many times I’ve lied and said we’re planning to adopt a ‘real son’?

JEON JUNGKOOK (O)

I’ll leave… if that would help…

Mr.jeon

You should’ve left years ago. But even the street dogs wouldn’t want you

mrs.jeon

No alpha would mark you. You’re pitiful. Weak. You reek of desperation.

Jungkook lowered his head, walking away without a word. But as he passed the hallway mirror, he caught a glimpse of himself. Messy hair. Pale cheeks. Teary eyes. He whispered to his own reflection—

JEON JUNGKOOK (O)

You don’t belong here.