A Tweak In Time (KTH) •Ongoing•

▶ Chapter II

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"As much as I want to deny it,

I couldn't help but feel drawn to you."

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Headlights shone over the glass as the man underneath it grunted in annoyance. Knuckles turning white, he gripped on the steering wheel a little too hard. His lips were twisted into a scowl as his minds keep on drifting back to the incident happened in evening just before him leaving.

Taehyung gritted his teeth as the previous events rolled into his mind like a broken casette on repeat. He repeatedly cursed them mentally because it would be such a dishonour if people came to know about that the Kim Taehyung cussed.

"How could he? How could he raise his voice just because I'm his subordinate?!"

But alas! There was no one beside him to listen to his rants thus sending him back to the same old never-ending spiralling paradox of self destruction and demoralisation.

He wanted to thrash around the place, maybe even drink a little bit he knew his family won't be happy hearing that he drank his anger away. They believed that drinking your pain away will only make it worse. It will subside for a while and you will most likely forget about it but it still remains within you and will only resurface as a bulk when needed.

So no, drinking was out of question.

But, he let his attention avert for a while and saw a pair of flashing blind lights advancing towards him with immense speed. The horn was blaring through his eardrums as Taehyung's hand froze on the steering wheel, too stupefied to comprehend the situation.

When his neurons started working after coming from a millisecond of shock, Taehyung swiveled the wheel towards the left as much as he could but he was too late. The vehicle was about to crash into him and Taehyung had prepared to bid the world goodbye when he heard a familiar sound and everything stopped around him.

Tick, tick, tick

The same ticking of the clock, the continuous pattern that is enough to put someone in a trance if heard for a long period of time. He felt himself clutching his steering wheel as if his life depended on it, indeed. His ragged breathing was all he heard in the defeaning silence as sweat beads rolled down from his forehead and collected in his eyebrows. His heart was thumping so loudly that he was afraid that it would break out of his ribcage.

He slowly let his gaze wander around and saw that time had stopped. Quite a bizzare thing to say when you're almost at the brink of death but then the ghost of Stephen Hawking had taken pity on you and miraculously saved you.

Tick, tick, tick

There was it again, the same ticking which weirded Taehyung everytime. He was even doubting that if he was mentally stable or not.