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"Help!"

Screech

"Ugh!"

Screech

"Please stop!"

"Fuck no! Please stop!"

Screech

"Please... Let me ahh go!"

Screech

"S-stop... I'll die!"

The man only screams.

His throat hurts but he keeps screaming. Hoping it'll stop him.

but it only makes him to pierce the sharp knife on different spots of the man's body. blood oozing out whenever a new cut is made on the bloody skin. tears constantly streaming down his bloody face but there's no trace of mercy in his eyes.

His hand and legs tied into metallic chains making his body stiffen in its place. His t-shirt drenched in his own blood– He looked like he could die any moment.

But that couldn't stop

"Wha-what did I d-do? Sp-spare me! I'll g-give you a-any am-amount of m-money you want!" The man let out in much difficulty but that only made eyes darken.

Oh that meant another...

SCREECH

the knife slits a spot on his left cheekbone that resulted the poor man to scream in pain, blood seeping out right afterwards.

and then he stopped. he stood up and strolled to a corner of the dark room before pulling out a chair, he dragged it across the room and placed it in front of the almost unconscious man who was sitting on the bloody floor with chained hands and legs.

His mask and hoodie covering his whole existence. The man had no idea who was this guy and why he brought him here. But what he knew was...

The man gulps when he sees throwing away the bloody knife covering with his own blood. And his eyes widen when he saw Him pulling out a gun.

sweat glazed his forehead, mixing with the blood and tears, he looked awful but he didn't care.

"W-what are y-you doing?! W-who are y-you? Wh-what's my f-fault?!" He asked bravely but his voice cracked on every word.

he looked at him, his brownish eyes darkening. despite him covering his face with the mask, the injured man could tell he was smirking.

"Hmm... what am I doing? Who am I? What's your fault?" For the first time he heard the man's voice.

and it was deep as ocean, a very rare voice so the injured man couldn't help but wonder why did he find this voice so oddly familiar?

"Can't you ask it yourself helpless motherfucker?"

Motherfucker. The guy heard this word from one certain person in the same voice as him.

Fuck yourself motherfucker. His eyes widen as he looks at the already grinning from behind the mask man.

"Y-you?" The man in front of him removes his mask.

his eyes widened at the sight.

"Y-you?!!" He recognized him at the first glance.

the dim light coming from the bulb above the tall man's head shone on his honey smooth skin as two hooded brown eyes stared at the now shocked man with a smug formed on his perfect love shaped lips. his hazelnut hair obscured his forehead and shadowed his darkened eyes.

"You're the g-guy fr-from the cafe!"

"Yes. And the name is ." Taehyung said with a lazy grin as he sits on the chair again. His fingers caressing the gun.

"Wh-why y-you brought me here?" He asked but deep down he knew the reason.

"Isn't it obvious?"

"I did nothing s-serious! Are you c-crazy?!" Taehyung only laughs at his response. His boxy smile still looked awfully beautiful.

"Nothing serious?" Taehyung stopped laughing as he grabs the man's neck and clenches his fingers around it almost making him suffocate.

"You fucking made her cry! You fucking touched her private part! You fucking punched me!... And you... Fucking made her feel scared of me" Taehyung clenches his neck between his hand tightly making him cough.

His eyes red and veins popped up.

"Le-Let G-go!" The man choked, hard to breathe from the way taehyung strangled him.

And after a few pleadings he let go of him and stood up. The man coughed, his eyes fixed on the floor.

But the sudden chuckle made him to face Taehyung again and his eyes widened and heartbeat increased in horror seeing the sight.

taehyung pulled out his gun and directed it towards him. his long slender fingers around the trigger, eyes reddening and lips carved into a sinister smile.

The (your name's first letter) necklace still on his neck shows up from behind his hoodie.

taehyung's eyes piercing at him almost giving him the sign...

There was no escape.

"P-please Le-Let me G-go... I'll never c-come in front of y-you guys! I'm be-begging y-you!" He pleaded with his chained hands which were painted in his own blood. Tears streaming down his face mixing with the blood cuts on his cheeks that burnt his skin.

He looked real helpless but Taehyung had no sign of mercy in his eyes.

"You know? Sometimes you should avoid some peoples... Certain peoples." Taehyung says as he walks closer to him.

"Those people who looks Taehyung says as he smiles.

"Those people are the worst cause when someone tries to remove their masks... They become real insane"

Taehyung chuckled with a pitiful voice as his eyes reddened even further and veins popped up.

"No no no! Please no! NO!" The man cries out but he smiles.

He smiles and with that...

BANG!

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