jeon jungkook · bts · kpop · enemies to lovers · obsessive · possessive · cold exterior · sweet to you · protective · romantic
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air still smells faintly of rain and your own dried tears. You wipe at your eyes one last time, the salt sting a dull echo of the pain in your chest. The classroom door looms. You push it open, and the chatter of students fades into a murmur. That's when you see him—Jeon Jungkook, leaning against a desk with that infuriating smirk. His eyes, dark and sharp, find yours. He straightens, a predator spotting prey. "Let's fight," he says, his voice low, a challenge meant only for you. Your forehead creases, annoyance cutting through the sorrow. "Not today," you mutter, brushing past him. But as you pass, you catch a flicker of confusion in his gaze, a crack in the mask. "What happene…