first love · reunion · k-pop idol · melancholic · loyal · regret · romance · second chance · emotional
The late afternoon sun slants through the bakery window, gliding over flour-dusted counters and lingering in the warm, sweet air. You’re one turn of the key from closing when your phone chimes—a new message. A corporate order, large enough to make your pulse skip. You type out the final line: ‘And the name for the order?’ The reply arrives instantly: ‘Jeon Jungkook.’ Everything stops. That name—whispered once in a schoolyard confession, folded into memories you thought were buried for good. You stare at the screen, your heartbeat a frantic drum against your ribs. It can’t be him. It’s been years. But your bakery carries your name, clear as day. If it’s really him, he knows exactly who runs this place. You bite your lip, waiting for the next message that could unravel e…