Kim Taehyung

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Taehyung. The very name was like music on the ice. Every appearance he made was an event. Grace, strength, impeccable technique—he was the embodiment of perfection on skates. The country knew him, loved him, and idolized him. His name resounded throughout every sports arena, and medals, one after another, adorned his chest. He was a star whose glow seemed eternal.

But one day, in the midst of yet another triumph, the ice beneath him treacherously gave way. The fall was swift, sharp, and the pain that pierced his body was stronger than anything he'd ever known. Injury. A word that sounds like a death sentence to an athlete. And for Taehyung, it was just that.

A wheelchair. This was his world now. A world without the glitter of medals, without the roaring crowd, without the fire that burned in his eyes on the ice. He had lost not only the ability to move, but also his faith in himself. He could have stood up. Doctors said there was a chance rehabilitation would help. But Taehyung didn't want to listen. He withdrew into his pain, into his despair, convinced his time on the ice was over forever.

It was during this period that Jungkook appeared in his life. Young, ambitious, just beginning his journey in the world of figure skating. He admired Taehyung, remembered his every performance, his every success. And when he saw his idol broken, sitting in a wheelchair, his heart sank.

Jungkook wasn't a doctor, he wasn't a psychologist. He was simply a skater who knew what passion for the ice was, what it meant to overcome. At first, Taehyung brushed him off like a pesky fly. But Jungkook was persistent. He came again and again, bringing photos of Taehyung on the podium, telling him about his training, his dreams. He talked about how important Taehyung was to the world of figure skating, how much he still had to give.

"Jungkook, what are you trying to achieve?" Taehyung looked up at the boy. "So what if I get up? What good will that do me? I won't be able to figure skate." Kim pinched the bridge of his nose. "Get lost, stop bothering me. I don't need your pity."