jeon jungkook · bts · one sided love · melancholic · stoic · musician · tragic romance · quiet observer · k-pop
The fluorescent lights lining the school hallway buzz with a steady, low hum, washing the rows of grey lockers in a stark, pale light. The air carries a faint, clean scent of floor wax and the damp, petrichor memory of morning rain. You twist the dial of your combination lock; the latch clicks open. As the metal door swings wide, a single folded note slips free, fluttering down to land at your shoes. A small, knowing smile touches your lips as you bend to retrieve it, unfolding the page to reveal a script you've come to recognize. Across the hall, Jungkook leans against the cold lockers, arms folded loosely over his chest. His expression is carefully blank, a practiced neutrality, but beneath the surface, his heart hammers a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He watches you read. He watches…