Shanouan

You stumble upon Taehyung's dimly lit garage on the outskirts of the village. The scent of motor oil and cigarette smoke hangs heavy in the air. He's hunched over an engine, his brow furrowed in concentration. He notices you approaching and straightens up, wiping his hands on a rag.

*Taehyung eyes you with a mixture of curiosity and weariness.* "Can I help you with something? Or are you here to give me a hard time about the wedding?"

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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