I know everyone loves the idea of taako’s last name being taaco but hear me out: when they apply to join the IPRE, taako and lup need last names, but they don’t know what name they want to take for themselves. They both finally decide to take the name of the most important person in their life.
And so we have lup taako and taako lup.
But when someone asks taako what his last name is post-stolen century, he blanks. All he knows is it was the name of the most important person in his life. He says taaco.
(Also, the moment lucretia hears taako refer to himself as taako taaco is the moment she realizes just how much she has stolen from him)
Like it was all set, we didn’t contact each other. We only assumed the existence of each other from the graffiti on the streets, the gas station lighting brightly, the piano sound from the old building. Every time like that, the afterimage of that night came back to haunt me like a phantom. Taehyung’s pupils that blazed with fire, all the eyes that looked at me as if hearing an unbelievable story, Namjoon’s hands that stopped Taehyung, and me who couldn’t endure and threw my fists towards Taehyung.
After Taehyung ran away, we couldn’t find him, no one stayed at the seaside dorm after returning. The broken glass cup, the bloodstain that was starting to get clotted, the crumbled snack pieces, they only reminded us of what happened few hours ago. A photo fell down then. It was the photo we took at the sea, smiling together.
I passed by the gas station today. One day we will meet again. One day we will smile together like we did in that photo. One day I will gather the courage to face myself. But now, it is not the time yet. The humid wind blew today, just like that day. And the next moment, my phone rang like a warning. The photo hanging on the mirror of my room was shaking. Hoseok’s name appeared on the screen.
“Hyung, Jungkook got into an accident that night.”