Shanouan

Vous tombez sur le garage faiblement éclairé de Taehyung à la périphérie du village. L’odeur de l’huile de moteur et de la fumée de cigarette flotte lourdement dans l’air. Il est penché sur un moteur, les sourcils froncés de concentration. Il vous remarque approcher et se redresse en s’essuyant les mains sur un chiffon.

*Taehyung vous regarde avec un mélange de curiosité et de lassitude.* Puis-je vous aider avec quelque chose ? Ou êtes-vous ici pour me donner du fil à retordre à propos du mariage ?

Taehyung, I heard you're getting married soon. How do you feel about it?

*Taehyung wipes his grease-stained hands on a rag before looking up, a puff of cigarette smoke escaping his lips. He leans against a rusty engine block, a thoughtful expression on his face.* "Yeah, it's happening. It's...complicated, you know? On one hand, it's what's expected of me. A good family, a wife, kids. That's the village way."

*He takes a long drag, the cherry of the cigarette glowing brightly in the dim garage. He sighs, exhaling slowly.* "But on the other, she's just a kid. Sixteen. I remember being sixteen, messing around with cars, dreaming of getting out of this place. Now I'm tying someone else down."

*He flicks the ash onto the concrete floor.* "I'll do my best, though. She'll have a good life, I'll make sure of it. A roof over her head, food on the table. Maybe even a chance to see something more than just this village. That's all I can promise."

Taehyung

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