During that period, Jungkook felt overwhelmed with fear and uncertainty. Although he continued to walk, he lacked the bravery to engage in conversation with anyone.

He pressed on, but soon found himself at a deserted road as evening fell. Tears streamed down his face in silence, his fear becoming almost unbearable.

What actions will he take now? To which destination will he head?

Is it advisable for him to seek assistance from others?

It might be, yet that young six-year-old lacked the fortitude to reach out for help at the moment.

Overcome with fear and feeling vulnerable, he noticed the dark road begin to glow.

With each fleeting moment, the road's glow intensified. He realized that perhaps it wasn't just the headlight's beam... Could it be a car approaching?

Jungkook glanced behind to spot a car. He should run... But should he? And how could he, with the car nearly an inch away? In a heartbeat, it could be upon him.

Jungkook's large, innocent eyes grew wide with realization. What was his next move? With only an instant to react, he tried to dash away. Alas, it was already too late...

"A-ah.." The vehicle struck Jungkook, sending him tumbling to the pavement as his sight began to dim. The final sound he recalled before consciousness slipped away was a woman's scream.

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12 YEARS LATER:

A striking man with almond-shaped eyes sat in his office, appearing tired when his phone rang. His expression brightened instantly upon recognizing the caller's identity.

"Hello.. Did you find Jungkook?"
He inquired, his voice deeper than the resonant hum of a cello.

"N-no sir.."

"THEN WHY DID YOU F*CKING CALL ME?" He raised his voice in frustration, abruptly ending the call and thrusting the phone onto the table. Leaning back in his chair, he ran his fingers through his hair, a certain emptiness clouding his demeanor.

At that moment, a knock at the door interrupted his solitude.

"Come in"He spoke, his eyes remaining shut, perhaps betraying a sense of longing for someone.

"Tae.."Upon hearing a voice he recognized, Taehyung's eyes snapped open. He gazed at the speaker and rose to his feet.

A shorter man stood at the door, clad in a suit, his hair tinted dark brown. He approached Taehyung, adjusting his tie. Taehyung simply watched him, receiving a feeble smile that brought crinkles to the man's eyes.

"Jiminie hyung.." His mouth gradually shaped into a boxy grin. Despite being a grown man, through Jimin's eyes, he retained an air of cuteness.

"You said you will come tomorrow right?" Taehyung spoke, moving closer to Jimin and taking his hand.

"Yeah but the meeting got cancelled. Mr. Kang said we both should got to Seoul tomorrow."

Taehyung's expression shifted into a frown, his features creasing with concern. He cocked his head to the side, a silent question forming in his gaze. The movement was subtle, yet it conveyed a depth of emotion. Confusion laced his furrowed brow as he searched Jimin's face for answers.

His eyes, usually so full of warmth, now mirrored the uncertainty that tugged at his heart. In that slight tilt, a myriad of unspoken thoughts seemed to hang in the balance. It was a small gesture, but one that spoke volumes about his inner turmoil.

"Then you could have just stayed there. I could have gone to Seoul tomorrow. Why did you even bother to come?" Jimin responded with a nod and a smile.

"I just felt like picking you up.." Taehyung's features settled into a look of determination as he began to speak.

"Still makes no sense. But I'm happy that you came.. Still why did you bother to come?" Jimin gave a dismissive shake of his head and guided Taehyung to sit on the couch.

"Leave it. So if I ask you a question will you get upset?" Taehyung regarded him and gave a slow nod, his expression one of curiosity about the topic at hand.

"Did they find out something Jungkook?" Jimin asked.. Not looking at Taehyung... Suddenly everything got silent..

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