[Ongoing] [BTS Jimin's Bingeul] The Time I Owe You Episode 2

✎ Author: fireontherock

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Jimin walked slowly, passing through the hallway without saying a word, a few steps ahead of her.

Sohee followed. Without saying a word, without making a sound.

The sound of the soles of my shoes scraping against the floor was my only companion. One step, two steps—everything felt strange and heavy.

The building was quiet. The cold marble floors, the overly large living room, the still air.
And yet, somewhere… I felt suffocated.

 

 

"here."

As he spoke, the automatic door opened.

It was like an office.
A large desk, organized papers, and a chair.
He sat down nonchalantly, looked at her and gestured.

 

“Sit down.”

 

Sohee hesitated and sat down. The moment she sat across the desk from him, her cold eyes met his again.
Eyes that show no emotion or even warmth.

 

“I will sign the contract.”

 

 

“Is it a contract?”

 

“I said I would work. Don’t rely on emotions. This is a deal.”

 

He took two documents out of the drawer and placed them on the table.

 

“For the next six months, this is your contract with me. All your earnings will go towards debt repayment.

If you run away in the middle—I didn't write that much, but you can probably imagine it.”

 

Sohee looked at the documents.
The letters didn't catch my eye. They looked like chains, not words.

 

"What... is going on, you can pay it back in 6 months? No way.."

 

"It's not what you think. It's noisy, so sign it."

 

"But you still have to say something..!"

 

“Write your name. Stamp it too.”

 

“..... I decided to do as you said..”

 

At those words, Sohee let out a small breath. She tried to pick up her pen, but her hands were shaking.

Jimin grabbed her hand and made her hold the pen.

 

“This is your chance. What are you worried about?”

 

Sohee looked at the hand for a while, then wrote her name on the document.
One letter, one letter—I felt like I was carving not a name, but a destiny.

“Let’s stamp it,” Jimin said, neatly organizing the documents.

 

“Rest today. Your room is on the far right.

“You are not allowed to go anywhere without my permission. You are still in debt.”

 

“…Is this confinement?”

 

“No. It’s a contract accommodation service. Meals are also provided.”

 

He said with a smile. Instead of answering, Sohee got up. She walked slowly down the hallway and stood in front of the last room.

When I opened the door, a fairly large room appeared.

A neat bed, a clean desk, and a well-ventilated window.
It looked comfortable, but it didn't feel free.

 

As she closed the door and turned around, she noticed a small surveillance camera hanging from the corner of the hallway ceiling.
There were eyes watching outside.

 

'This is a real prison... There's even a camera in the hallway.'

She sat quietly, her lips trembling as she muttered:

 

 

"okay…
Just pay off your debt and leave.

“In that human life, you just have to disappear completely.”

 

 

But she didn't know yet.
That the man named Park Jimin himself is a prison from which there is no escape.

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