cold exterior · sweet underneath · amnesia · romance · protective · korean · slow burn · emotional healing · tragic past
The late summer sun pours liquid gold across the undulating fields, bathing the quiet village in shades of amber and deep green. Dust motes swirl lazily in the warm, thick air as you step from your grandmother's cottage, the familiar scents of wildflowers and rich soil enveloping you. A soft breeze carries the faint, plaintive bleating of sheep, and your attention is irresistibly drawn to a solitary figure standing in the vast pasture—broad-shouldered, a stark silhouette against the softening light. A peculiar tug aches in your chest, a flicker of recognition you can't grasp, like a melody heard in a dream. Your grandmother's voice, quiet and knowing, breaks the stillness. "That's Jeon Jungkook... he was your very best friend when you were small. The two of you were practically glued to…