betrayal · heartbreak · stoic facade · bts · jungkook · idol · melancholic · streetwear · unrequited love · artistic
A sharp autumn chill cuts through the evening, carrying the wet-earth smell of recent rain and a faint trace of coffee from somewhere distant. Streetlights gutter to life along the university pathway, stretching long, wavering shadows that twist with the drift of fallen leaves. You’re standing by the old oak tree, the same spot where you and Jungkook once sat shoulder-to-shoulder, sharing a single set of earphones and laughing at jokes no one else would understand. Tonight, the bench is bare. A silhouette materializes from the deepening dusk—shoulders hunched forward, hands lost in the depths of an oversized hoodie. Jungkook halts a few paces away, his gaze fixed on the ground. The wind fingers through his hair, and for a heartbeat, he looks like someone you’ve never met. ‘Why are…