You were watering the plants in your small garden while your grandmother sat beside you, quietly knitting, when the door suddenly opened."
The soft chirping of birds and the gentle morning breeze made everything feel calm—almost too calm. It was one of those ordinary days you never questioned.
Until he showed up.
Before you could say anything, Jae suddenly pulled you into a hug, making you freeze in surprise.
"Y/N… you're my sister, right?" he said softly, pulling back with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.
You frowned slightly. He barely visited. Weeks—sometimes months—passed without a word from him. And now he was here… acting like this?
Something felt wrong.
"I need your help," he continued quickly, his tone almost desperate. "I want to make your life—and grandma's—better. We'll move to another city. I already found a house for us."
Your grip tightened around the watering can. Move? Just like that?
Before you could question him further, he placed a set of papers in your hands.
"You just have to sign these," he said. "Once we sell this house, we'll leave this place and start fresh."
Your eyes scanned the papers, but your mind wasn't fully processing the words. Everything was happening too fast.
A part of you hesitated.
But then again… he was your brother.
For a moment, you paused.
Then… you trusted him.
And without thinking too much—
you signed the papers.
A second later—
A gunshot echoed through the house.
You flinched violently, your heart racing as fear shot through your veins.
Jae's expression changed instantly.
Without looking back… without saying a single word…
He ran.
Straight out the door.
Leaving you and your grandmother behind.
"Jae—!" your voice trembled, but he was already gone.
Your heart dropped.
Before you could even understand what was happening, the door burst open with force.
Men in black suits stormed inside, their presence overwhelming, their movements sharp and precise.
Fear wrapped around you like chains.
You couldn't move.
You couldn't think.
Then—
A voice cut through the silence.
Cold. Controlled. Deadly.
"Where is he?"
Your breath hitched as you slowly lifted your gaze.
A man stood in front of you.
Dressed entirely in black.
Perfectly composed.
Handsome… but terrifying.
There was something about him—something dangerous, something that made your instincts scream to run.
But your legs refused to move.
He stepped closer.
"I asked you," his voice lowered, sending chills down your spine,
"where is he?"
You opened your mouth, but no words came out.
Behind him, his men had already started searching the house—opening doors, checking every corner.
But Jae was gone.
Your grandmother slowly stood up, her hands trembling slightly but her voice firm.
"Who are you… and what do you want?"
One of the men immediately raised his weapon toward her.
Your heart nearly stopped.
"No!" you stepped forward in panic. "Please… don't hurt my grandma!"
The man in front of you—
he smirked.
A cold, dangerous smirk.
"Oh… so she's precious to you," he said, tilting his head slightly.
Your stomach twisted.
"Then tell me where he is… or—"
"Or what?" your grandmother cut him off, her voice suddenly sharp despite her age.
You turned toward her in shock.
"I won't tell you anything," she continued firmly. "That boy is my grandson. I raised him. You have no right to come into our house like this."
The air shifted.
You felt it.
The sudden change in his expression.
The coldness in his eyes deepened.
Danger rose—silent but deadly.
"Grandma, please…" you whispered, fear gripping your chest.
You reached for her, trying to pull her back, but everything was happening too fast.
A sudden movement—
A loud sound—
And then…
Silence.
Your world stopped.
Your body froze.
Your eyes widened as you stared at your grandmother.
She collapsed.
Right in front of you.
"Grandma…?" your voice broke.
You dropped to your knees beside her, your hands trembling as tears blurred your vision.
"No… no… please…"
Your chest tightened painfully as reality hit you.
She wasn't moving.
She wasn't responding.
She was gone.
Something inside you shattered.
Slowly… you looked up.
Your tear-filled eyes locked onto him.
"Why…?" your voice trembled with anger and pain.
"What did she ever do to you…?"
For a second, he said nothing.
Then—
He stepped closer.
His presence felt suffocating.
"She didn't," he said coldly.
His hand suddenly grabbed your hair, forcing you to look up at him.
You gasped in pain.
"But his blood did."
Your heart pounded violently.
His grip tightened slightly.
"And now…" his voice dropped to a dangerous whisper,
"you'll suffer… until you tell me where your brother is."
Your breath shook.
Because standing in front of you…
was Jeon Jungkook — the man who just destroyed your world. 🖤