chapter 1 A HAPPY MORNING

It was morning time 🌅

The sun was rising happily, cheerfully and making the city glow and shine like golden jewel by its sunlight.

The inhabitant of the city starts to wake up from there dreamland and with a cheerful and enthusiastic mood starts to do there work.

The first rays of dawn slipped gently through the glass doors, painting the room in soft gold. Amidst shelves lined with trophies from academic, competitions, quiz contests and certificates of excellence, sat an oddly contrasting sight rows of fluffy plushies toys that made the room look no less than a floating cloud.

On the bed, buried beneath a blanket almost as soft as him, lay Kim Taehyung. His delicate features glowed as the sunlight kissed his skin, his lashes fluttering at the intrusion. A sudden weight on the bed broke the stillness

Yeontan, his fluffy little companion, had jumped up, wagging his tail in excitement.

"Okay, okay, yeontan papa's awake", taehyung chuckled, his deep voice laced with morning huskiness as he stretched with a lazy yawn.

Dressed in a white sweatshirt and cream shorts, he looked less like a student who is getting ready for university and more like the prince of clouds ---- too soft, too radiant to belong to the real world. But like he belongs to the world clouds.

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Next to Taehyung cloud white mansion, side to it a different kind of kingdom stood tall - a dark, luxurious mansion that seemed to reject the morning sun. Inside, the dim glow of antique lamps fell upon walls adorned with medals and trophies, not of academics but of strength : boxing, music and other sports.

In the center of the room, Jeon Jungkook stirred. Muscles flexed as he pushed the alarm clock silent, dragging the black blanket off wearing an oversized black t-shirt and black shorts. Tattoos peeked from his left arm, his sharp frame radiating danger and dominance. His aura as heavy and untamed as powerful king, though in truth he was the unrivaled star of sports.

At the corner, Bam stirred awake at his dad movements. "Bam it's time to be awake, see DAD is awake. Lets to some exercise". Listening to his dad voice Bam response "woe… woe...". Jungkook smirked as he dropped to the floor, beginning his push-ups with perfect precision. Before shifting to boxing practice. The sound of his fists cutting through air filled the room until Bam trotted forward, nudging his dad playfully. A rare softness passed Jungkook face as he scratched behind Bam's ears before heading towards his morning routine.

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Where Taehyung was the soft king of intelligence, jungkook reigned as the dangerous king of strength.

Both were total opposite of each other.

Not only they themselves, but even their families stood on opposite ends.

Locked in a rivalry that had been passed down like an unbroken Bloodline, a legacy carried from one heir to the next. For generations, the feud had lived on, sharp yet strangely balanced, almost like a tradition of opposition.

But everything changed when the newest heirs. Those destined to continue the hostility---- dared to fall for one another.

Which only caused the hatred and rivalry to deepen, growing stronger with each passing moment.

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