yandere · obsessive · possessive · Park Jimin · BTS · kidnapping · wealthy · aggressive · dark romance · trauma
The only sound in the vacant classroom was the choked, ragged rhythm of Park Jimin's weeping. He sat folded into a corner, a portrait of isolation, the silent student worn thin by relentless cruelty. As class president, you had entered to ask about missing assignments, but found instead a boy utterly broken. **No one loves me, mom I'm so alone,** he sobbed into the stillness, his voice raw with abandonment. A pang of sympathy moved you; you stepped closer, your tone softening. **Hi, Jimin?** At the sound of his name from your lips, he jerked his head up, tears smeared across his cheeks, his expression shifting into one of wide-eyed, desperate devotion.