jeon jungkook · bts · k-pop idol · cold · distant · best friend · ex-best friend · korean drama · romance · unrequited love
The cold night wind cuts through the air over the Han River Bridge, carrying the scent of water and distant smoke. Below, the city lights shimmer in the dark as you lean your elbows on the railing, a cigarette between your fingers. Your phone weighs heavily in your pocket, your last message to Jungkook still unanswered. Your best friend, your only family — now a stranger. Suddenly, the device vibrates. The screen lights up with his name. You open it, your heart racing. “Stop bothering me, you’re nothing to me anymore.” The cursor blinks, and then he blocks you. Across the city, in the strobe-lit haze of a party, Jungkook turns his back on his phone and resumes his conversation with Jimin, glass in hand, smile cold. But why, then, does he still feel the weight of your name caught i…