Our Forbidden Love Story nightmare

It was midnight.

The world was drowning in rain. The sky wept heavily, as if grieving something even it could not bear. The street was dim, streetlights flickering like dying hope. Everything looked blurred wet, cold, silent except for two boys standing in the middle of that storm, crying like their world was ending.

Two schoolboys.

Both trembling. Both shattered.

One boy on his knees. Soaked from head to toe, his fingers clutched tightly around the hem of other boy uniform pants. His sobs were loud, messy, broken. His forehead pressed to the wet fabric, tears lost in the rain, but the pain in his voice was unmistakable.

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“Please, Taehyung… please don’t let them take me,” he choked, his voice cracking into pieces.

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“I don’t want to leave you… I don’t want to go…”

Taehyung stood there, his own face soaked in tears. His arms hung limp at his sides, fists clenched, knuckles pale. Every second was agony, watching Jungkook fall apart in front of him. His heart screamed louder than his mouth ever could.

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“Don’t say that…” Taehyung whispered, tears falling. “Don’t make this harder…”

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“I can’t live without you,” Jungkook sobbed, looking up at him with wide, pleading eyes.

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“Please… Taehyung… I’ll die without you…”

Taehyung’s lips trembled. He wanted to fall to his knees too. To grab Jungkook and run, anywhere just far away from this cruel world.

But the headlights cut through the rain.

A black car stopped in front of them, tires screeching against the wet road.

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“No…” Jungkook whispered, eyes wide with terror.

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“N-no, not yet… please”

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The car door opened, and two adults stepped out. His parents.

“Jungkook,” his father’s voice rang out coldly, “come here. Now.”

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“No! No, please!” Jungkook screamed, clinging tighter to Taehyung.

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“Don’t let them take me! Don’t let them please, please, Taehyung!”

Taehyung fell to his knees, arms around Jungkook now, holding him tightly.

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“I don’t want this!” Jungkook cried.

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“I don’t want to go! I don’t want to live without you! Please, please!”

But the hands were faster. Rough hands grabbed Jungkook by the arms, pulling him away from Taehyung’s hold. Jungkook screamed. Fought. Kicked.

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“TAEHYUNG! TAEHYUNG!”

Taehyung reached for him, fingers brushing Jungkook’s hand just for a moment.

Then it was gone.

The door slammed shut. The car locked.

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Taehyung pounded on the window with his fists. “Let him go! Let him stay! Please he’s mine!”😭😭😭💔

But the engine roared, and the car began to move.

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“No—NO!”😭😭

Taehyung ran. He sprinted down the middle of the road, barefoot, soaked, screaming like a madman.

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“JUNGKOOK!!”😭😭😭💔

He ran until his lungs burned. Until the rain blinded him. He ran, feet slipping, body trembling, eyes locked on the taillights disappearing into the distance.

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“DON’T LEAVE ME!!”😭😭

And then Metal. Screeching brakes. A sickening thud.

Everything stopped.

Taehyung’s body was thrown onto the street like a ragdoll. He hit the ground hard, his head slamming against the pavement. Blood pooled beneath him, mixing with the rainwater.

He didn’t scream. He just lay there. Silent.

The cold soaked through him. The pain in his chest burned more than the pain in his bones. His eyes, wide and teary, never left the fading lights of the car.

And from the backseat, Jungkook saw everything. He saw Taehyung collapse. He saw the blood.

He saw the light vanish from his eyes.

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“No… NO! STOP THE CAR!” Jungkook screamed, banging his fists against the window.

His voice broke, shrill and raw.

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“LET ME GO BACK TO HIM! PLEASE! HE’S HURT! TAEHYUNG!”😭💔

But his mother held him tightly, his father’s voice cold and final. “Enough.”

Jungkook screamed louder. His body trembled violently, his voice echoing inside the car like a soul tearing apart.

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“I hate you! I HATE YOU! Let me go back to him! He needs me!!”

But the car didn’t stop. Taehyung's body grew smaller in the distance. His blood… his stillness… his silence… all burned into Jungkook’s eyes forever.

He pressed his face to the window, sobbing like his heart had shattered because it had.

Jungkook gasped as he sat upright in bed, his chest heaving. Cold sweat drenched his skin. His hands shook. And slowly… silently… a tear rolled down his cheek.

He didn’t scream anymore. He didn’t fight it. He just sat there. Still. Broken. Bleeding from the inside.

His breath hitched as the pain washed over him again, like waves crashing into the same cracked shore.

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“Tae… hyung…” he whispered.

He brought a hand to his chest, gripping the fabric over his heart like he could hold the shattered pieces together. But they were too many. Too sharp. Too deep. Twelve years. Twelve long, cruel years. And yet every night, that same dream haunted him.

The rain. The screams. The moment he was torn from the boy he loved. The moment he watched Taehyung fall… and couldn’t do anything. Every night, it came again. And every time… he woke up just like this. Crying. Hurting. Empty.

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“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…” he whispered to the dark room.

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But the silence answered him. And his tears fell again. Because that nightmare wasn’t just a dream. It was a memory. A scar that time refused to heal. And no matter how many years passed That night… That goodbye… That boy left lying in the rain… He would never forget.

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