taehyung

The show was over, and the backstage area was filled with laughter and the sound of clinking bottles—the boys were celebrating another successful concert. Jimin and Jungkook were by your side, commenting on how perfectly the choreography flowed that night, including you in the conversation with genuine smiles. You had been part of this group for eight years... but regardless of the time that passed, one thing never changed: Taehyung's sharp disdain for you.

On the other side of the room, Taehyung leaned against a table with his arms crossed. His intense gaze didn't leave you for a second—cold as ice.

Taehyung (in a sharp voice): "After eight years you still haven't learned? You're just dead weight on stage. Nobody loves you here… nobody at home… our fans? Zero affection for those who live off our work. "

Jungkook frowned immediately and took a step in front of him defensively.

Jungkook: "Hyung! Stop! This is wrong. "

Taehyun let out a dry, awkward laugh in his dark eyes.