"... hey."
"what."
"You, just stay home today."
"suddenly?"
"Uh. Suddenly."
"what."
I just don't feel well.
Shut up, what are you talking about all of a sudden?
Knock, knock. The only awkward sound of the keyboard filled the room. It was definitely not awkward, even when we fought. Hey, Jeon Jungkook. My dazed mind snapped back to focus at the sound of his name.
"uh."
"I'm at the convenience store."
"Then I'll take cider."
"Yeah, I'll buy a cola."
"Bring me some cider."
"Fuck."
Hey! Kim Taehyung! Before I could even stop him, he left the house, looking desperate. What the heck? He was acting so awkward today, it just made me feel uneasy.
But that worry didn't last long, and I turned my gaze to the computer. As I returned my hand to its original position, a blurry illusion obscured the game screen above the computer. A man aiming a gun. And Kim Taehyung.
taehyoung kim?
I grabbed the computer monitor. Rubbing my eyes and swiping at the screen, I didn't blur it. Instead, it continued on, annoyingly, like a video. The low resolution made it hard to see everything clearly, but I could definitely see one thing.
bang!
anything,
Valid!
That something was seriously wrong.
I ran to the convenience store. Even though my breath was pounding, I couldn't stop. I arrived at my destination, but there were only police officers and a crowd of people. Kim Taehyung was nowhere to be seen.
"taehyoung kim."
"taehyoung kim!"
Tears welled up in my eyes. Where did he go? Where did he go? I wondered if he was inside the police car. I ran again, but stopped short at the sight of the hallucinations through the police car window.
A woman comes up to me and fills me in on something. And then...
"...."
and...
and....
"Ah, ahh..."
Many scenes flashed before my eyes, and I heard hallucinations and tinnitus. My body grew hot and breathing became difficult. The hallucinations choked my throat. I gasped and struggled, as if someone was squeezing my throat.
The moment I realized I was truly dying, a cold chill enveloped my body. My breathing gradually cleared, and the hallucinations gradually cleared. Tears streamed down my face. Death. The word death felt so vivid, a wave of fear washed over me.
"He's still guiding."
"you?"
"Bring me the necklace."
"necklace?"
"Yes. Ability Control Necklace."
"Was there something like that?"
"Yeah. There was. Kim Namjoon, you go to the scene."
I lifted my head from where it had been on the ground, and a man with slitted eyes stared down at me. "I'm back to my senses." His tone was a bit harsh, but I didn't have time to pay attention. A chill I'd never felt before left me dazed.
My eyes snapped open at the sudden, wafting scent. The woman put a necklace on me and soothed me, as if I were a baby.
"Ability Control Necklace. If you wear this, you won't be controlled by your abilities like before."
"... you,"
"uh?"
"...I saw it."
"...."
Earlier, through the window. I saw something.
"...I guess your ability is foresight."
"Foresight?"
"Oh. But I don't think I can see it in detail yet."
"Still, I guess you've seen it to some extent."
"Before you came here, didn't you see anything?"
Another man asked, level with me. "Before you came here... before you came to the convenience store, what did you see?" Oh, right. I saw Kim Taehyung. Kim Taehyung on the computer screen...
"... taehyoung kim."
"...."
"Kim Tae, I need to find you. Which man, with a gun, with a gun,"
"That's right. Precognition."
"...."
"He's not dead. He was just kidnapped."
"That..."
"I look at the past."
Honestly, I couldn't believe it. No, even if I wanted to, my mind couldn't grasp it. "Reading the past?" What the hell was that? Out of the blue, the man chuckled and placed his hand on my head.
Cider is better than cola. I saw it while playing a game. I heard gunshots, and...
"That, that's enough."
"stop?"
"...."
I nodded. Only after seeing him know even the smallest details did I believe him.
"You. Did you know you were a Sentinel?"
"A Sentinel..?"
"uh."
"...I just heard, I just heard."
"But now you're a Sentinel too."
"...."
I will do it.
This is Min Yoongi who saved you.
Kim Namjoon, who will help with the investigation.
"...It's Jeon Jungkook."
"Yeah. Jungkook."
"...."
"Kim Taehyung. Your friend. He was kidnapped by anti-government guys, and I need you to find him."
"...."
"Honestly, there are some benefits for us too."
"...."
"Do you want to go together?"
"... together."
"Yeah. Together."
A hand reached out right before my nose. But I couldn't seem to grasp it. Just now, the phantoms that had been raging like a storm. Because you were in every scene. There was positivity, but there was also negativity.
"... my arm hurts."
"...."
Still, please do it. You looked strong.
"Let's go together."
"...."
"I'll help you, so you help me too."
"okay."
It seemed so.
Eight years ago, the scenes I'd seen were drawn exactly the same. Because not a single word was off, I had more confidence in my own abilities.
It was when I briefly took the necklace away to wash it. Seriously, the future was upon me, without even giving me a moment to catch my breath.
"Wow, it suits you better than the center."
"It's annoying."
"It's true."
"Well, it's comfortable."
"right?"
When my older sister was suspected of being anti-government, I was so captivated by my powers that I saw a vivid future. Yoon Ki-hyung, upon seeing my guiding bracelet, immediately rushed over and put the necklace on me along with the guiding bracelet, but I shed tears. Instead of feeling remorse, overcome by pain and power,
"... brother."
"Hey, it's okay,"
"Not the necklace,"
"...."
"Anything else?"
"... what?"
"Are there any other control devices besides this necklace?"
Betrayal.
It was because of that one childish feeling.
Yoon Ki-hyung nodded, and as soon as I found a solution, I headed to the dungeon. Hae-joo's expression was filled with emptiness. I was filled with resentment. The person I most relied on and respected, the person I loved and loved the most, was an anti-government figure who deceived us.
"It's horrible that that necklace was around my neck for eight years."
"jungkook jeon!"
"How funny it would have been."
"Treat the wound, the wound first,"
"Just keep quiet."
"...."
"Stop pretending to be nice."
Stop it all.
Whether it's a sentinel, a leader, an anti-government group, or whatever.
Stop it now, sis.
I blamed myself for caring for my sister, and I blamed my sister for caring for me.
No more,
"...."
I didn't want to suffer alone with guilt, so I resented her even more.
