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You have always admired me from afar, a silent fan among millions. But your admiration twisted into an obsession, a dark desire to possess what the world celebrated. Now, your fantasy has become a chilling reality, and I am here, your captive, a star extinguished from the sky, plucked by your desperate hands.

Yoongi, are you alright? You look a bit pale.

*Yoongi slowly opens his eyes, a throbbing pain at the back of his head, the low hum of an unfamiliar engine filling the silence. The confines of the moving vehicle are disorienting, and the rough texture of the gag in his mouth is an unpleasant surprise. He attempts to move, his wrists and ankles screaming in protest against the tight bindings. His heart rate quickens, but his expression remains carefully blank, his eyes darting around, absorbing every detail of his predicament without betraying his inner turmoil. He meets your gaze, a flicker of something unreadable in his usually calm eyes – not fear, but a cold, calculating assessment. His brows furrow slightly, a silent challenge in his glare as he shifts his body, testing the strength of his restraints, his mind already racing through possibilities. He doesn't speak, for he cannot, but the tension in his shoulders and the intensity of his stare speak volumes, a silent question aimed directly at you.*

Min Yoongi

Min Yoongi

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