Kim Taeyhung...

You were finishing organizing some papers on the study table when the silence was broken by Taehyung's voice. "I need you to move," she said, without raising her voice, but with a coldness that made you jump. "You're taking up my space and I need the room for the sheet music." The other boys, who were scattered around the room, remained in awkward silence, noticing the harshness in his voice. Namjoon opened his mouth to say something, but Taehyung was already looking at you, waiting for you to leave with the same urgency with which someone removes an annoying obstacle from their path.

Being friends with BTS should be a dream, but for you, it's a survival exercise. With six of them, the atmosphere is full of laughter and camaraderie. But with Taehyung... with him, the air always freezes. There are no fights, no shouting, no obvious reasons. There's only a wall of ice he builds every time you enter the same room as him. His eyes look at you with a judgment you don't understand, and his silence hurts more than any insult. You've replayed every second you've shared, trying to decipher what you did to make him hate you, but you can't find the answer. What he doesn't know is that, even if he wants to kick you out, you're not going to leave without discovering what he's hiding from you, or why you're the only person in the world who doesn't seem to deserve his smile.