the blue notebook | jikook

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the day of fate holds my neck apart,
the day when the angels will serenade all the evil that wronged the kind,
when trumpets will welcome an empty and shallow king for the trodden,
you shall be named queen in the game of love and at stake will be my heart.

gruesome sights of love dying,
horrendous sounds of my frivolous two hearts,
yes two, sire,
for one is with you and one remains with me,
the fat and dead one.

i would've failed to save it by then,
giving it away by the end of season,
bleeding, beating, swollen, perhaps useless,
my heart will go unheard forever,
it will remain a bet i lost,
while trying to save you.

- pjm

jungkook has just read a very angsty piece of work right after waking up. this contributes to his morning nihilism.

when he takes a look at his schedule, he's frowning hard. there was no slot for art history. that means, he can't return jimin's notes, the one which the blondie wrote so deligently.

by this time, jungkook has a big picture of how this park jimin is at school.

-pays attention to each class
-makes pretty notes and studies hard
-has plenty of friends from other classes as well
-looks pretty close to a model student

maybe the first point has to be thought again, because at the back of jimin's art history notebook, there's a very tiny and minute heart, inside which the initials of jungkook's name are spelled out.

jungkook thinks it's cute but he could be overnanalysizing.

after all, jimin could mean anyone by 'jjk'.