TRAGEDY OF PAST || JJK. FF || FT. KTH

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AUTHOR POV :-

The garden, once a place of serenity, was now a reflection of the storm that raged inside her. The flowers, once vibrant and full of life, stood as silent witnesses to her inner turmoil. The soft breeze rustled the leaves on the trees, and the faint scent of blossoms hung in the air.

Y/n was sitting on a weathered garden seat, her hands clasped tightly together, her fingers trembling. Her tear-filled eyes glistened in the dappled sunlight, and the pain of the moment weighed heavily on her heart. It was a rare occasion for Y/n to be so emotionally exposed, but the magnitude of the situation had left her no choice.

The memory of Jungkook's confession echoed in her mind. She had always seen him as her boss, a man she deeply respected for his professionalism, dedication, and kindness. His revelation that he loved her had left her in shock and confusion.

The depth of her emotions was overwhelming, and she longed for the comfort of her elder brother's embrace. However, during in this eight months time, military regulations prevented him from making calls or sending messages to anyone.

Y/n's heart ached with the longing for her brother's presence, for the reassurance of his arms around her. In her brother, she had always found a pillar of strength and understanding, a source of guidance and unwavering support. But the timing was cruel, and she was left without the solace she so desperately needed.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, her heart heavy with the weight of her emotions. Her silent plea for her brother's comforting embrace was met with a deafening silence. It was a loneliness that could only be understood by those who had experienced the isolation of longing for a loved one who was out of reach.

[ Meanwhile Jungkook ]

Jungkook had been sitting in his office, his thoughts a turbulent sea of emotions. He had confessed his love to Y/n, his professional world had been turned upside down, and the weight of his unrequited feelings had left him in a vulnerable state. Tears had welled up in his eyes, a manifestation of his inner turmoil.

It was in this moment of vulnerability that the door to his office swung open, and in walked Eunji. She entered with a confident swagger, a knowing smirk dancing on her lips. Her presence, while not entirely unexpected, was unwelcome in Jungkook's fragile state.

He quickly wiped his tears away, his expression hardening into his cold and distant demeanor, a façade that had become a shield over the years. His voice, laced with a hint of icy authority, cut through the room as he addressed her.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, his gaze piercing.

Eunji's smirk only widened as she took in the sight of Jungkook's tear-stained face. She had always been a master of manipulation and mind games, and in this moment, she had the upper hand. Her voice dripped with faux innocence as she responded.

"I came to collect my belongings," she said, feigning nonchalance. "But it seems like I stumbled upon something... interesting."

Jungkook's eyes narrowed at her provocatively vague statement. He knew that Eunji was well aware of his feelings for Y/n, and her presence in this sensitive moment was no coincidence.

Eunji took a step closer, her smirk never leaving her face. She knew she had him on edge, and she reveled in the discomfort she could create.

"I mean," she purred, "you look rather distraught, Mr. Jeon. Is there something you'd like to share? Something about your feelings, perhaps?"

Jungkook's jaw clenched as he realized that Eunji was goading him. Her tone was a weapon she wielded with precision, and she had found her target in his moment of vulnerability.