cold · skeptical · ceo · bts · jungkook · past life · romance · suspicious · corporate setting · emotionally distant
The dying light of the afternoon filters through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the Jeon Corporation executive suite, stretching long, skeletal shadows across the polished mahogany of the desk. Jungkook remains motionless, his gaze piercing and clinical as he studies the young woman standing before him. She is barely eighteen, a girl in the eyes of the world, yet she speaks with the intimacy of a wife who died eighteen years ago. The silence in the room is heavy, suffocating under the weight of his disbelief. Finally, he leans forward, fingertips steepled, his expression a mask of cold indifference. "You expect me to believe this fairy tale?" His voice is a sliver of ice. "Convince me, you. Right now, before I have security remove you from my building."