'He wasn't a prince, no, but he was the devil. Unlike the hero, he won't protect his love from everyone, nor will he give up his love for the world, but he'd destroy everyone who tried to harm his love, what was his, was only his and was meant to be treated like a petal.

That was the difference, he was the devil and he was ready, even if he had to destroy the whole of mankind for his love's sake. He'd do it, he'd do anything.'

All 7 boys, including Yugyeom, were sitting around the center table of the living area, making a circle formation on the couch.

No one had spoken, Yugyeom was simply looking at them and then at his watch, but all the rest were looking at Taehyung who had the phone in his hand, looking at the picture of the boy's figure, his bunny's figure, without blinking. The 5 were perplexed knowing that Taehyung can do anything, including start the war. After a few more minutes, Yugyeom coughed which made Tae look at him, more with a gaze that meant nothing but destruction.

"How do you know him? Where is he? And what is the danger?"- spoke Tae with gritted teeth.

YUGYEOM- Guess, you don't know anything. I need to tell you from the start, but please, don't interrupt in between cause I haven't got much time anyways.

SUGA- You start.

YUGYEOM- It all has been happening for the last 2 years. I don't know where Jungkook was before, but when we saw him for the first time, his figure clearly looked like he had been starved, separated, and moreover, torchered.

It was followed by silence and so sighing to himself, Yugyeom continued.

'2 years before, the boy was pushed into the darkness of the cage where he was kept for 1 and half years straight... His body was used to test illegal drugs, and sometimes as a punching bag for the boss and his close mates. He suffered a lot, food was given only once in two days, and water once a day. He could only go to the washroom once, and when talking about washing up, ice-cold water was simply thrown at him. The real torcher was when the drug tests and the beatings took place on a regular basis and he was starting to be kept starved and thirsty. The boss thought he'd become desperate but this was not the case, until a few months ago, when, due to some reasons, our boss told him he could go out. Why? Because he no longer spoke, we never heard him shout, only a few low whimpers when he was hurt almost near to death. Thinking that he had turned accustomed, habited to the torcher, the boss thought there would be no harm to let him live in the separate house. It was the same place where you went. I know you might be thinking why didn't he run away, he couldn't because there were cameras in the area, and that's how they kept him under surveillance, same for today as we saw you. Two months passed, when suddenly, one day, Jungkook was called, tested for a certain strong drug, but that day, the dealer who had come got interested in him, and gradually after seeing him not speaking, neither reacting, even when his body reacted to the drug, the dealer asked the boss to sell the boy, to which Jungkook literally begged that he'd do anything but he just didn't want to be sold off. The boss, gave him a chance, in that in case he gets a job, and is able to collect the same amount of money that he's been bid for, he can live his life, freely. Alas! He didn't know that the boss was sure he wouldn't be able to get a job, and even if he does, he'd be sold either way. The boss liked it when Jungkook suffered and so he wanted more fun because it was getting boring. Jungkook agreed and applied for jobs with fake documents, with false information about his studies, until one day he told that he had been selected for one. We didn't know he was lying, until today morning, he went up to one of boss's mate's restaurant, completely oblivious, just to get a job, but he ended up back in the torcher cell, this time in the basement, and in the condition, as you saw in the picture.'

Yugyeom looked at the faces of others which were dripping with sweat, hatred, anger, and sadness. He took another deep breath and,

"Tomorrow night, the dealer is coming, and this time, in return for the drugs, the boss is selling Jungkook, that too as a s** slave."

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