Revenge's Chains✨

                                    

                                          

In the room where silence bleeds,
You're the haunting that my heart feeds.
Chained by whispers of deceit,
Our fates entwine where shadows meet.
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Minho's POV:
How dare he kill our best coach? How dare he challenge me? How dare he kiss Changbin when I told him that he is mine, my flame.
I took out my gun, stormed over to him, and pressed the cold barrel against his forehead. Everyone looked at me in shock. "No, Hyung, please!" his brother screamed.
Hyunjin looked at me with an unafraid expression. "How dare you," I hissed through clenched teeth.
Changbin stepped in front of Hyunjin, placing himself between us, and now the gun was pointed at Changbin. "Hyung, please, you know I love him," Changbin pleaded. "He is your flame because I asked you to protect him. Now I am asking you to leave us. No one will know but us. I will not put you in an embarrassing situation in front of people."
Yes, I announced that Hyunjin is my flame to protect him from other gangs, but what no one knows is that he is actually my flame and not just his appearance in front of people. Hyunjin is mine, only mine.
my heart was burning jealousy that consumed me. Hyunjin had ignited something within me, something fierce and possessive. The thought of losing him, of him being with someone else, was unbearable. The rage inside me was a storm, violent and uncontrollable.
Felix, unable to handle Changbin's words, left us in tears. His sobs filled the room, a stark contrast to the heavy silence that followed.
"Hyung," Jisung whispered, his voice trembling as he tried to stop me. The fear in his eyes only fueled my anger.
"He didn't finish his training. He killed Mingi and escaped from the camp," I growled, my voice low and dangerous. "Did you think I wouldn't know? How dare you kill him and use his phone to tell me you're done with your training?" I demanded, my gaze fixed on Hyunjin. To my utter disbelief, he smiled, a defiant, unrepentant grin that made my blood boil.
"Hyung, please say it's not true," Jeongin begged, his voice breaking. His eyes were wide with disbelief, tears threatening to spill over as he looked between Hyunjin and me.
Changbin moved protectively in front of Hyunjin, his expression a mix of determination and desperation. "Minho, please, he's not your enemy."
But my anger was too far gone. "He's my flame," I spat, the words laced with possessive fury. "Hyunjin ignored his place as my flame and kissed you. Even if it's just between us, I won't allow anyone to belittle me like that."
The room was thick with tension, every eye on me, waiting to see what I would do next. My grip tightened on the gun, the urge to make them all pay nearly overwhelming.
Hyunjin was silent the whole time and now he spoke. "Can we talk privately?" he said quietly.
"I will come too," Changbin began, but I cut him off. "No one will come."
"Hyung, if you hurt him I will never forgive you," Changbin said, his voice filled with both fear and determination.
Hyunjin looked at me steadily, his eyes meeting mine without flinching. "Just us," he insisted, his voice calm despite the tension. His composure only heightened my rage, yet beneath it, a flicker of doubt gnawed at me. 
The room seemed to hold its breath as we moved toward to my room, leaving the others in a storm of worry and disbelief.
When we entered the room, I closed the door and turned to him, my rage barely contained. "First, why did you kiss Changbin? Second, how dare you kill Mingi and run away?" I demanded.