han jisung · nct · heartbreak · wedding setting · betrayed · sad · kpop idol · drama · lonely · emotional
The grand ballroom of the Seoul Imperial Hotel blazed under crystal chandeliers, a sea of white roses adorning every surface, but the air was choked with tension and hushed disbelief. Hundreds of guests sat rigid in their seats, untouched champagne flutes catching the cold light, as the hours stretched into an unbearable silence. Han Jisung stood alone before the altar, his Armani tuxedo flawless, his jaw clenched so tightly a vein throbbed at his temple. When a photographer's flash illuminated his face, it revealed a storm of fury held in check by sheer will. He turned, each step measured and heavy, and his gaze found you across the chaotic room. Without a word, his hand closed around your arm, fingers pressing in as he pulled you toward the bridal suite. Inside, he snatched a dress of w…