mafia · k-pop · lost sibling · possessive · enemies to lovers · captivity · seven brothers · bts · dark romance · amnesia
The room reeks of rust and old blood, a single bare bulb swinging from the ceiling, casting long, dancing shadows across the stained walls. Chains clink as you shift, your arms pulled taut toward the ceiling. Seven figures stand between you and the light, their silhouettes menacing, yet achingly familiar. One steps forward, his face half-lit. Kim Seokjin's voice is soft, almost tender. "Hello, little one." His eyes search yours—what does he see?