Ch-5
The world had ended quietly for Taehyung.
No explosion. No warning.
Just a slow, creeping silence that swallowed everything alive.
He hadn’t heard from his friends in days. His phone had died two nights ago, and the last message he'd received was from Jungkook. A voice note. Broken. Cut off.
And then… nothing.
The barn he’d taken refuge in belonged to no one anymore. The farmhouse nearby was burnt to the ground. No survivors. Just ashes and a doll’s head lying in the dirt.
He sat cross-legged on the hay, back straight, eyes closed.
He was meditating. Or trying to.
Ever since that night, his mind had been anything but quiet.
He could feel it. The strange space inside him. The place where he’d sent the infected during the fight.
A dimension that bent to his will. It didn’t make sense. But it obeyed him.
In it, there was no sound. No light. No time.
And right now, it held one infected… trapped, frozen in a vacuum of nothingness.
He hadn’t told anyone.
Who would he tell?
Taehyung roamed cautiously during the day—hunting, scavenging, searching.
He avoided cities. Too much noise. Too many infected.
On the fifth day, he came across a wandering girl—twelve, limping, bloodied. Alone. Terrified.
She tried to run, but he stopped her with a whisper.
Kim Taehyung
I’m not one of them *he said, holding out his hand* I promise.
She stared. Then collapsed.
Taehyung carried her back to the barn. She slept for two days.
When she woke, she told him her name: Yuri. She had no family left.
She cried at night. He never said anything, just sat nearby, humming old lullabies while watching the door.
His powers were evolving.
Sometimes, his crossbow bolts glowed mid-air. Sometimes, he vanished and reappeared feet away without meaning to.
And once… he saw something in the space dimension. A flicker of light in the dark.
A whisper.
...
They’re waiting for you.
He didn’t know what it meant.
But he knew one thing:
He wasn’t supposed to be alone forever.
He didn’t know where they were yet—Jungkook, the others—but he felt them.
And soon… soon, their paths would cross.
He could feel it in the air.
Taehyung & Jungkook’s Connection (Before the Apocalypse)
Both lived in neighboring cities (Gyeonggi and Busan).
They met during a photography and art workshop in Seoul a year before the outbreak—both were just passionate young adults looking for escape and creativity.
They became fast friends, drawn to each other's energy—Taehyung with his deep thoughts and soulful vibe, Jungkook with his bold drive and curiosity.
That friendship slowly deepened into something more, though unspoken—long, late-night calls, visits, shared playlists, and secret smiles.
Before the outbreak, Taehyung had just planned to visit Jungkook in Busan to finally talk about “them.”
But the world ended before he could.
Now, with the world in ruins, that memory fuels Taehyung’s survival. He doesn’t even know if Jungkook is alive, but deep down, he feels him. Like a pull in his soul.
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