One is a dancer, and the other is an Idol. One has an extraordinary power, which has become his nightmare until he meets the other. One has lost faith in dating and relationships because he believes true love of that sort only exists in books and on...
The night was aglow with a warm ambience as Jungkook and Taehyung returned to Borahae after their enchanting date. Walking hand in hand, they felt a newfound sense of happiness, for they were now more than just friends.
Jungkook was Taehyung's boyfriend, and the realisation filled him with joy.
As Taehyung went to their room to freshen up, Jungkook decided to take a leisurely stroll through the familiar hallways of Borahae.
The orphanage was quiet at this hour, with only a few soft murmurs from the children's rooms echoing in the distance.
In the dimly lit corridor, Jungkook's eyes caught a glimpse of a haunting figure in the distance.
The woman was cloaked in darkness, adorned in a long, black hooded cloak that seemed to shroud her entire being.
She moved with an air of mystery, her footsteps silent against the cold, polished floor. The hood covered most of her face, casting an enigmatic veil over her features.
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Jungkook's heart skipped a beat as he recognised the same woman he had encountered before. His curiosity piqued, and he decided to follow her, hoping to uncover the secrets that surrounded her.
Maintaining a safe distance, Jungkook followed the woman as she walked through the opposite corridor, seemingly unaware of his presence. The orphanage felt strangely eerie as they ventured deeper into its depths.
Finally, the woman stopped in front of an open window, the curtains swaying gracefully in response to the gentle breeze that caressed the night.
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She stood there, her gaze fixed on the moon, its silvery light painting her cloak in ethereal shades. Jungkook's heart raced with anticipation.
He wanted to see her face, to understand the emotions that lay behind that enigmatic countenance. Crouching behind a corner, he observed her intently, intrigued by the melancholic tranquillity that enveloped her.
Time seemed to slow down as Jungkook waited, his eyes fixated on the cloaked figure. The woman remained still, her expression an inscrutable mask of calm detachment.
