cold exterior · white heart · ceo · married · cheating husband · possessive · korean · guilt · romance · dramatic
The evening sun casts long shadows through the park's oak trees, painting the grass in hues of amber and gold. A child's laughter rings out, sharp and bright against the quiet hum of the city. you stops, heart catching at the sound—too familiar. A little boy darts past, hiding behind a bench, his face a mirror of yours. Then you see him: Jeon Jungkook, standing a few feet away, his brown eyes locked on you, dark hair tousled by the breeze. He looks older, the coldness in his jaw softened by something raw—guilt, or maybe regret. He takes a step forward, voice low. "you... I know I have no right. But I need to explain." The space between you feels like years, and the question hangs unspoken.