The man secretly chased Kook and tapped his shoulder causing him to flinch slightly..

"What do you want?" Kook inquired, tilting his head slightly and folding his arms across his chest, exuding an air of undeniable cuteness.

The man remained silent, a disquieting smirk playing at the corner of his mouth, its eerie presence lingering like a shadow.

"What ha- AGHHH.." Jungkook let out a scream as he felt a firm grip enclose him from behind. The man let out a low, ominous chuckle before speaking.

"Take him to the van.."

With a swift glance over his shoulder, the man turned on his heel and strode away, his footsteps echoing in the stillness. He approached the nondescript van parked at the curb, its dark windows reflecting the fading light.

With a deliberate motion, he pulled open the heavy door, the metal hinges groaning softly. He slid into the driver's seat, the cushion compressing under his weight. As he closed the door, the van's interior enveloped him. A silent accomplice to his departure.

Only Kook's muffled scream against the other man's palm could be heard..

Kook attempted to gnaw at the man's hand in a desperate bid for freedom, yet the man swiftly brandished an object before Kook's mouth, and within a minute, his consciousness slipped away...

Cradling the unconscious Jungkook in his arms, the man gently placed him inside the van. Together, the two assailants drove off into the night, taking Jungkook with them into the unknown.

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"EOMMA.. APPA.."

Young Taehyung burst into the house, his eyes scanning urgently for his parents. Beads of sweat lined his forehead, and his breath came in heavy pants. Meanwhile, every face in the living room turned towards him, brows furrowed in a collective frown.

That's Jimin also ran from behind and
was about to fall but held Taehyung's shoulders for support.. He was also in the same condition as Taehyung..

Drenched in sweat, gasping for air..

Mrs. Park rose swiftly from the couch, ushering them to take a seat. She extended a glass of water towards them and, with a tone of concern, she began to inquire. "What happened? And where is Kook?"

Jimin and Taehyung downed their water in a single, swift motion, after which Jimin found his voice and began to speak.

"Jungkook.. H-he.. The school was dismissed one hour ago. All the students are gone now. M-me and Taehyung were coming from s-school and came to pick him up b-but.. He wasn't t-there.. W-we searched him everywhere but.."

Jimin teetered on the brink of tears, a sense of helplessness washing over him, mirrored in Taehyung's eyes. In that moment, Mr. and Mrs. Park's reality came to a shattering halt, leaving them petrified in place.

"W-what? Did you both sea-searched everywhere?"

Jimin and Taehyung gave a confirming nod.

"In the park?"

"Y-yes.."

"I-in the ice-cream shop where he sometimes goes? "

"Y-yes but u-uncle said Kook didn't g-go there today.."

Mrs. Park collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down her face, while Mr. Park dashed from the house in a frantic search for Kook.

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Gently, Jungkook's eyelids fluttered open, only to discover his form sprawled across the van floor, wrists bound securely. A surge of tears filled his wide, doe-like eyes as flashes of the prior events flooded his memory.

He raised his head slightly to take in his surroundings. His gaze fell on the two men who had taken him; they were both engaged in a conversation on their phones.

In that moment, Jungkook felt a wave of helplessness wash over him. Luckily, the ropes binding his hands were not tightly secured, allowing him a chance to slip free. With careful movements, he managed to loosen his hand and extract it from the rope's hold.

He attempted to pry the van door open, only to find it locked. At that moment, he noticed one of the men approaching him. A tide of panic surged through him, bringing him close to tears.

Kook swiftly moved his hands behind him, concealing them from the man's view. He feigned unconsciousness, all the while holding back his tears.

The man swung the van door open, but at that instant, another man's angry shout called out to him from behind. It seemed he had made a mistake.

The man turned to join his companion, heedlessly leaving the van door ajar. Seizing the moment, young Kook bolted from the van, running as fast as he could.

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"Can you at least do one thing correctly?" The other man shouted in anger at him, which didn't seem to affect him at all. his back turned to the van which Kook had just fled from.

"We just lost the missio-" The man halted and cast a glance over his shoulder, just as his accomplice did the same. There, they saw Kook running desperately for life. With furrowed brows, they ran behind Kook, while Kook pushed himself to increase his speed even faster.

They continued their chase of Kook, but in an instant, he ducked behind a car and ran off. Even he was uncertain of his destination; he simply kept running, dabbing at his tears with the sleeves of his uniform as he went.

"Damn it.. This little guy can run faster than us?" The man inquired, his voice laced with urgency, while his companion managed to speak between labored breaths. "But first tell me how the hell he escaped? Wasn't he unconscious?"

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