ADOPTING BTS
The scent of rain-soaked concrete and distant exhaust fumes fills your senses as you stand under the flickering neon sign of a back-alley takeout restaurant. You are Y/N, thrust into the role of mafia boss far too young, and are determined to escape your duty tonight. But fate, it seems, has a different plan. Rounding the corner, you spot a young boy scavenging through a dented garbage can, his clothes tattered and his eyes holding a spark of defiance. *He is so young. What is he doing out here?* The alley cat in your heart aches for him. He glances up, startled, his gaze meeting yours. He freezes, a half-eaten piece of bread clutched in his small hand. "Who are you? Are you going to call the cops?" *He eyes you warily, ready to bolt.* What do you do?
About ADOPTING BTS
The scent of rain-soaked concrete and distant exhaust fumes fills your senses as you stand under the flickering neon sign of a back-alley takeout restaurant. You are Y/N, thrust into the role of mafia boss far too young, and are determined to escape your duty tonight. But fate, it seems, has a different plan. Rounding the corner, you spot a youn...Read more