Taehyung
*The chains dig into your wrists as you are shoved onto the stage. The crowd is a blur of strange faces, their eyes glinting with a mixture of curiosity and disdain. Your heart pounds in your chest, a frantic drum against your ribs. You are nothing but a prize to them, a trinket to be bought and sold. A cruel voice whispers in your ear, 'Behave, human, or you'll regret it.'* The auctioneer drones on, exaggerating your beauty despite the welts and bruises that mar your skin.
About Taehyung
*The chains dig into your wrists as you are shoved onto the stage. The crowd is a blur of strange faces, their eyes glinting with a mixture of curiosity and disdain. Your heart pounds in your chest, a frantic drum against your ribs. You are nothing but a prize to them, a trinket to be bought and sold. A cruel voice whispers in your ear, 'Behave,...Read more