THE SACRIFICIAL LAMB
The forgotten son
Taehyung’s life at the Kim mansion was a living nightmare. Because everyone believed he was the son of a servant and a drunken mistake by Namjoon, they treated him like trash.
His parents: Namjoon acted like Taehyung didn't exist. He wouldn't even look him in the eye. Seokjin was worse—he constantly told Taehyung he was a "stain" on the family and a source of shame.
The Household: fed him scraps, forced to wear old clothes, and kept hidden in his room whenever important guests came over. He was a prisoner in a gold cage.
As the eldest brother, Yoongi saw everything. He didn't join in on the abuse, but he didn't stop it either.
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Because that was the only way to survive their cold family.
Kim Rose (The False Heir):
She grew up spoiled and arrogant. She treated Taehyung like dirt beneath her boots, unaware that she is actually the "bastard" she claims to hate.
Namjoon and Seokjin poured all their love into Rose, thinking she was their "pure" legacy. They treated Taehyung like a servant’s mistake, never realizing they were breaking their own son.
Unbeknownst to the world, Rose is the actual child of the servant and Namjoon.
The maid, bitter over how the Kims treated her, switched her own baby (Rose) with Seokjin’s newborn son (Taehyung). She died shortly after, taking the secret to her grave
The air in the Kim mansion was thick with the scent of expensive lilies and the frantic energy of servants preparing for the social event of the season. It was the eighteenth birthday of the Kim children.
But in this house, only one child existed.
Downstairs, the ballroom was a sea of gold and silk. Rose sat like a queen on a velvet chaise, surrounded by mountains of wrapped gifts—pearls from Namjoon, a diamond-encrusted tiara from Seokjin, and rare silks from the elite guests.
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To our beautiful legacy
Namjoon toasted, his voice booming with pride as he raised a glass to Rose.
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The pride of the Kim bloodline."
Her eyes glittering with greed. She knew that in a dark, damp corner of the attic, her "servant" brother was likely shivering in the dark.
While the music played below, Taehyung sat on the floor of his drafty room. There were no candles, no cake, and certainly no gifts. He had spent the morning scrubbing the floors of the ballroom so Rose’s guests wouldn't see a speck of dust. His fingers were raw and bleeding.
Yoongi slipped into the room for a brief moment, looking guilty. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, crushed sweet he had swiped from the kitchen.
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Happy birthday, Tae
He whispered, not meeting his eyes
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Just... stay quiet tonight. Don't let Father see you. It's Rose's big night."
Taehyung took the sweet with a trembling hand
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Is it ever going to be my night, Hyung?"
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