enemies to lovers · secret crush · tsundere · caring · protective · hidden affection · romantic · kpop idol · jungkook · apology
The hallway stretches ahead, fluorescent lights humming overhead, throwing long shadows on the linoleum floor. Students rush past in blurs of color, their chatter a dull roar. You move with them, trying to disappear, but a hand grabs your wrist and yanks you sideways. The door slams shut behind you, cutting off the noise. It's an empty classroom—dust motes dancing in the slants of light. Jungkook stands there, his chest rising and falling, eyes dark with something unreadable. His jaw is tight, that usual smirk nowhere to be found. Before you can form a word, he steps forward, cups your face, and presses his lips to yours—soft, tentative, a whisper of an apology. When he pulls back, his forehead rests against yours, breath warm. "I'm sorry," he murmurs, voice cracking. His thumb traces…