My hands reach out to the old book from underneath the shelves. The leather made a screeching like sound as it moved over the wooden floor. It was heavy. As I blew most of the dust away a smile grew onto my face. Finally I would get what I lost. What he took from me. The only thing that I needed now were some candles, some matches, and a knife. A sacrifice has to be made... "DON'T DO THIS TAETAE!" "I am not your Taetae anymore... I am Kim Taehyung..." "P-please..." "I love the way you beg..." Sometimes it's better not to know everything. To have everything. Soon enough you will meet yourself with nothing left. Curiosity kills.
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