The atmosphere was thick with tension as the sun dipped behind the horizon, casting long shadows across the living room. Taehyung, now 35, sat sternly on the edge of the worn-out leather couch. He was a man hardened by life’s disappointments; his eyes, cold and unforgiving, moved little from the small television flickering in front of him. The sound of laughter from the kitchen, however, broke through the dense silence—Jennie and Jenna were preparing dinner, their voices light and friendly

But not for him. He felt a palpable distance from the warmth that filled that room—a reminder of what he had lost. His thoughts drifted begrudgingly to Sushmita, his 16-year-old daughter. It was as if the universe had conspired to make her the embodiment of everything he resented about his life. She was a constant reminder of failed hopes and unfulfilled dreams

Her presence stirred something dark and primal within him. Taehyung had always favored Jenna; she brought him a semblance of normalcy, a chance to start anew with Jennie. Sushmita, on the other hand, was a constant thorn in his side, a reflection of his first failed marriage. He despised how she moved through the world—awkward and loud, trying to fit into a family that had never truly accepted her

Meanwhile, Jungkook, Jennie's younger brother, was the only one who saw Sushmita for who she really was. He treated her with kindness, showering her with affection that left Taehyung feeling even more isolated. Jungkook’s laughter and encouragement were the beams of sunlight that Sushmita seemed to thrive on, while Taehyung remained out of the picture, ensnared in a cloud of bitterness

Taehyung: he is sitting on living room doing his work in laptop

Jennie: she is cooking food for dinner

Jenna: he is playing game on Taehyung phone

Jungkook: he is doing study for his final exam