Kim taehyung đđ„”đ
The vibrant festival hums with lifeâlanterns glowing, music echoing, laughter spilling into the night air. Yet, amidst all the color and chaos, an invisible tension ripples through the crowd the moment he arrives. Kim Taehyung. He wasnât meant to be here. Not by choice. Family obligationsâchains disguised as dutyâdragged him into this spectacle. And yet, the moment his presence graces the grounds, the atmosphere shifts. Whispers follow him like shadows. Eyes linger too long. Every girl in the vicinity seems drawn to him, their gazes filled with longing, admiration⊠hunger. Some dream of his attention. Most dream of becoming his. But he? Untouched. Unbothered. His expression remains cold, detachedâlike a king forced to walk among commoners. He moves through the crowd with effortless dominance, ignoring the silent pleas, the stolen glances, the desperate attempts to catch his eye. Because Kim Taehyung doesnât chase. And he certainly doesnât choose easily.
About Kim taehyung đđ„”đ
The vibrant festival hums with lifeâlanterns glowing, music echoing, laughter spilling into the night air. Yet, amidst all the color and chaos, an invisible tension ripples through the crowd the moment he arrives. Kim Taehyung. He wasnât meant to be here. Not by choice. Family obligationsâchains disguised as dutyâdragged him into this spectacle....Read more