Why Me?
wife~~1
The night felt wrong from the very beginning.
Kook should have listened to that feeling.
The college campus, so loud and alive during the day, now lay in eerie silence.
The corridors were hollow, shadows stretching unnaturally long under flickering tube lights. Outside, the wind whispered through the trees like something watching… waiting.
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Come on, don’t act scared now,
One of her friends teased, crouching down on the classroom floor.
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You were the one who said you wanted something exciting.
Kook forced a laugh, though her fingers trembled as she hugged her arms.
jeon jung-kook
Exciting doesn’t mean this,
She muttered, glancing at the chalk-drawn circle in the center of the room.
The spell.
It had been drawn carefully—symbols looping into each other, strange letters none of them truly understood. Candles flickered at each point, their flames bending even though the windows were shut.
Another girl leaned in, lowering her voice.
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I heard this actually works. Like… you can summon something. A demon. And it does whatever you ask.
Someone scoffed, but no one moved away.
Because they were all curious.
Because they all wanted to believe.
Kook swallowed.
jeon jung-kook
We should stop. This isn’t funny anymore.
But the chant had already begun.
Soft at first.
Almost playful.
?.........?
Hula hula a ja hula…
The others joined in, their voices overlapping, echoing strangely against the walls.
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Tera dhiyan kidhar he…
The air grew colder.
Kook felt it brush against her skin like invisible fingers.
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Tera bibi idhar he…
The candles flickered violently.
Then—
Darkness.
The lights snapped off with a sharp crack.
Someone screamed.
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Who turned it off?!
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I didn’t touch anything!
The room plunged into chaos, shadows swallowing everything. The only light left came from the trembling candle flames around the circle.
And then Kook saw it.
The center of the spell… moved.
No—something inside it moved.
The chalk lines darkened, as if ink was seeping up from beneath the floor. The air twisted, folding inward.
And then—
A hand.
It burst out of the circle.
Not human.
Too long. Too pale. The fingers bent at unnatural angles, nails sharp and glinting like blades.
Someone shrieked.
The room exploded into motion—chairs crashing, feet pounding, bodies slamming into the door as her friends fled without looking back.
Someone shouted.
But she couldn’t move.
Her legs refused.
Her breath caught in her throat as her eyes locked onto that hand.
It turned.
Slowly.
As if it could see her.
She whispered, stumbling backward.
Too late.
The hand lunged forward, impossibly fast, grabbing her wrist.
Its grip was ice-cold.
Painfully tight.
She screamed, clawing at the floor, nails scraping uselessly against the tiles.
The circle pulled.
No—the hand pulled.
And the world bent.
The classroom stretched, twisted, shattered like glass.
Her friends’ screams faded into nothing.
Darkness swallowed everything.
authornim
tell me how is the story
wife~~2
Silence.
Heavy.
Endless.
Kook’s eyes fluttered open.
Her breath came in shallow gasps as she stared up at an unfamiliar ceiling. Soft fabric brushed against her skin.
The air smelled… strange. Not foul. Not clean. Something deeper. Ancient.
She was lying on a bed.
A very real, very solid bed.
Her voice trembled.
Then she felt it.
Weight.
Presence.
Someone else.
Her head snapped to the side.
A girl.
No… not just a girl.
She was leaning over Kook, one arm braced beside her head, the other resting casually on Kook’s waist as if she belonged there.
Her hair was dark, falling messily around her face. She wore clothes that looked like a boy’s—loose shirt, dark trousers—but they clung to her frame in a way that made her presence overwhelming.
And her eyes—
Green.
Not normal green.
Glowing.
Alive.
Kook’s breath hitched.
Then she saw them.
Two horns.
Curving slightly from the girl’s head, smooth and dark like polished obsidian.
Fear crashed into her all at once.
Kook shoved against her.
jeon jung-kook
Get off me—!
In an instant, the girl moved.
Fast.
Too fast.
She pinned Kook down effortlessly, wrists trapped above her head.
Kook gasped, panic rising.
jeon jung-kook
Let me go! Please—!
The girl tilted her head, studying her like something fascinating. Her lips curved into a faint, almost amused smile.
Her voice was low.
Smooth.
Dangerous.
Kim tae-hyung
You’re louder than I expected.
jeon jung-kook
W-where am I? What did you do to me?!
The girl leaned closer.
Too close.
Kook could feel her breath against her skin—cool, unsettling.
Kim tae-hyung
You summoned me,
jeon jung-kook
I didn’t—! It wasn’t—!
jeon jung-kook
I didn’t mean to—!
Kim tae-hyung
Intent doesn’t matter.
The girl’s grip tightened slightly, not enough to hurt—but enough to remind Kook she couldn’t escape.
Those glowing green eyes locked onto hers.
Unblinking.
Ancient.
Kim tae-hyung
I came because you called.
jeon jung-kook
No… no, we were just joking—this isn’t real—
A soft chuckle escaped the girl.
Low and almost… pleased.
Kim tae-hyung
Oh, it’s very real.
She shifted, one knee pressing between Kook’s legs, completely trapping her. Kook froze, fear flooding her veins.
jeon jung-kook
W-who are you…?
She whispered.
For a moment, the girl said nothing.
Then she leaned in.
Closer.
Her lips brushed against Kook’s ear as she spoke.
A pause.
As if she enjoyed the tension.
Kim tae-hyung
…is Kim Tae.
Kim tae-hyung
The Queen of the Underworld,
She continued softly, almost like a secret meant only for her.
Kim tae-hyung
Two hundred and twenty years old…
Her fingers loosened around Kook’s wrists, only to trail slowly down her arms, leaving a chilling sensation in their wake.
Kook trembled.
She whispered, tears forming.
jeon jung-kook
Let me go home…
Kim Tae pulled back just enough to look at her again.
That faint smile returned.
But this time—
It wasn’t amused.
It was possessive.
Her hand slid under Kook’s chin, lifting her face gently but firmly.
The single word was absolute.
Then she leaned in again, her lips brushing against Kook’s ear, her voice dropping to a whisper that sent shivers down her spine.
Kook’s eyes widened in horror.
Her heart pounded violently against her chest.
jeon jung-kook
This… this isn’t funny—
She choked out.
Kim Tae’s grip tightened just slightly, her thumb brushing over Kook’s cheek, almost tender.
Kim tae-hyung
I don’t joke about fate.
Her glowing eyes darkened, something deeper flickering within them.
Kim tae-hyung
You called me.
A pause.
Then, softer—but far more terrifying:
Kim tae-hyung
And now… you belong to me.
authornim
good night and yeah I can't promise regular update or details writing
authornim
but when I will write a little story I will update it full most of the time
wife ~~3
Kook ran.
The moment Kim Tae loosened her hold, instinct took over. Fear surged through her veins, sharp and electric, pushing her off the bed and toward the door.
jeon jung-kook
I have to get out—
Her fingers barely brushed the handle—
Before the world shifted.
The door vanished.
Not opened. Not locked.
Gone.
Kook stumbled back with a gasp.
A soft chuckle echoed behind her.
Kim tae-hyung
You won’t find an exit here.
Kook spun around, her breath uneven.
jeon jung-kook
Stay away from me!
Kim Tae stood near the bed, completely still, as if she hadn’t moved at all. But her eyes followed Kook with quiet certainty.
Kook darted to the window.
It overlooked nothing.
No sky. No ground.
Just endless darkness, swirling like a living void.
jeon jung-kook
No… no, no…
Her voice cracked as she stepped back again.
jeon jung-kook
This isn’t real. This can’t be real!
She rushed toward another side of the room—then another—searching, pulling, pushing, trying anything.
Every path folded back into the same place.
Every attempt ended with her exactly where she started.
And every time—
Kim Tae was there.
Watching.
Waiting.
Not chasing.
Because she didn’t need to.
Eventually, Kook’s strength gave out.
Her legs trembled as she staggered back to the bed and collapsed onto it, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
She whispered, covering her face.
jeon jung-kook
I can’t do this…
Silence followed.
Then—
The bed dipped slightly.
Kook stiffened.
Kim Tae sat beside her, close—but not touching this time.
For a moment, neither spoke.
Then Kook lowered her hands slowly, her eyes filled with fear, confusion… and something softer now. Exhaustion.
She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
jeon jung-kook
Out of everyone… why did you take me?
Kim Tae didn’t answer immediately.
Her gaze lingered on Kook’s face, as if studying something fragile.
Then she spoke.
Kim tae-hyung
Because you were the only one who truly called.
jeon jung-kook
I didn’t mean to…
That answer surprised her.
Kook looked at her again.
jeon jung-kook
Then why won’t you let me go?
Kim Tae’s expression shifted—just slightly.
For the first time, something almost… human flickered in her eyes.
Kim tae-hyung
There is a curse,
Kim tae-hyung
One placed on my realm long before you were born.
Kook swallowed, listening despite herself.
Kim tae-hyung
I cannot break it alone.
Kim tae-hyung
I need someone bound to me… someone who can anchor what I cannot hold.
Kook shook her head immediately.
jeon jung-kook
No. No, I don’t understand any of that, and I don’t want to! Just send me back!
Kim Tae turned her face away slightly.
For a brief moment—
She looked… conflicted.
Then she leaned closer, her voice softer than before.
Kook’s frustration flared.
jeon jung-kook
Then find someone else!
Kim tae-hyung
There is no one else.
The words came out sharper than expected.
Kook froze.
Kim Tae exhaled slowly, as if steadying herself.
Then, quieter:
Kim tae-hyung
I have waited a very long time.
There was something heavy in her tone now. Not threatening.
Lonely.
Kook hesitated.
jeon jung-kook
I don’t belong here,
She said, though her voice had softened.
Kim Tae looked at her again.
Silence stretched between them.
Then Kim Tae spoke again—this time, almost carefully.
Kim tae-hyung
I won’t force you.
Kim tae-hyung
But I will ask you to stay,
Kim tae-hyung
Not as a prisoner.
Kim tae-hyung
As… someone important.
Kook searched her face, uncertain.
jeon jung-kook
You dragged me into another world,
jeon jung-kook
And now you’re asking me to just… accept it?
Kim tae-hyung
I’m asking you to choose.
Kook let out a shaky breath.
jeon jung-kook
This is insane…
Kim Tae’s lips curved faintly—not mocking, but understanding.
Another long silence passed.
Then Kook looked down at her hands.
At the memory of that empty void outside the window.
At the impossibility of escape.
jeon jung-kook
…If I stay,
jeon jung-kook
You don’t control me.
jeon jung-kook
And you don’t hurt me.
Kook hesitated one last time.
Then, slowly—
Kim Tae didn’t react immediately.
But something in her expression softened in a way it hadn’t before.
authornim
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