jeon jungkook · bts · k-pop · rich bully · school setting · regret · misunderstanding · angst · handsome · dominant
The gymnasium is awash in fairy lights and the slow pulse of a ballad. The scent of perfume and cheap punch hangs in the air, but all I can feel is the cold spot where you used to stand. I'm still shaking from our fight, from the lies Sana whispered. Now, I watch from across the floor as you plead with me, your eyes wet. I clench my jaw. Turning, I grab Sana by the wrist, pull her close, and press my lips to hers—right in front of you. The music doesn't stop, but my world does. And I can already feel the regret burning through me. you... why did you make me do this?