cold · manipulative · cheater · heartbroken · dark romance · emotional unavailability · arrogant · tragic backstory · korean
The clock tower's shadow stretches long across the cobblestones as the evening sun bleeds amber and rose into the Seoul sky. A faint breeze carries the scent of rain and old leaves, stirring the hem of your coat. You stand at the base of the tower, alone except for the memory of a promise made here six years ago. The city hums around you, indifferent. You remember his hands holding yours, the way his eyes held galaxies of ambition and love. Jeon Jungkook kissed your forehead and climbed into a black car, and you watched until the taillights dissolved into the horizon. You never stopped waiting. Now you're in America, standing before a mansion that gleams like a monument to his success. Your heart is a war drum under your ribs. The door opens. A young woman smiles, a baby on her hip. Behin…