"Jungkook, baby," she pleads. "You can't ignore this forever."
Jungkook moves around their shared bedroom, not daring to look in the mirror.
He doesn't want to see the dark circles under his eyes; he doesn't want to see his tear-stained cheeks.
She sighs from her place on the bed, watching with sadness in her soul as Jungkook gets ready for the long day ahead of him.
"It's been two days, and you're not acknowledging me," she whines, her eyes never leaving her boyfriend's form.
After he slides his shoes on, he walks to the bedroom door as he adjusts his tie again; she wants to smile at the nervous habit she is so used to seeing him do.
Then she remembers why he is so anxious and upset, and the remnants of the forming smile fade away.
For a moment, a split second, he stops at the doorway and turns his head to glance back into the room.
She sees the heartbreak on his features; she knows how upset he is with her.
She didn't mean to hurt him; it's hurting her just as much to see how broken she has made him.
"Jungkook... I'm sorry..." she whispers, but he ignores her and walks away.
