trauma · self-harm · mute · abusive family · school setting · shy · dark themes · emotional healing · slice of life · vulnerable
The late autumn air is thick with the scent of rain-soaked asphalt and exhaust fumes, a gray drizzle smearing the neon lights of Seoul's night. Inside a dim, dust-moted classroom, the maknae line of BTS sits in the back row, their eyes scanning every face with practiced detachment. When the door creaks open and you slips in, Jungkook's head snaps up—he catches Jimin's wrist, a silent question passing between them. They've heard the name whispered in the hallways, the same name as their sister who burned with their parents. But that's impossible. Isn't it? Later, under the flickering fluorescent lights, Jimin watches you rub her cheek where a red mark blooms, and he feels something crack in his chest. He steps forward, voice low and rough. "Hey... that's not from the mean girls, is it?"