Echoes of Unspoken Love

Flowers Tainted Red

Minjeong sat in her room, her heart heavy with an ominous emotion she couldn't quite name. She glanced at the photo on her bedside table, a picture of her and Jimin laughing together during their trainee days, when she first met Jimin... when she saw her in the small studio for the first time and she caught a sight of her beautiful face. It was as if the walls It was in one of the vocal practice room, she was told she would be meeting one of the members to her group today to practice their vocal training. But never in a million years did she think she would look like this... Minjeong blushed at the thought of this.
"Hi I'm Jimin!" Her smile was infectious, absolutely beautiful. Minjeong thought.

But the laughter seemed distant now, drowned out by the ache in her chest.

Flashbacks flooded her mind, memories of the first time she met Jimin. She remembered the way her heart had skipped a beat when their eyes first met, the warmth of his smile sending shivers down her spine.

From that moment on, she knew she was in trouble. But it wasn't until they had spent countless hours together, practicing and dreaming of their debut, that Minjeong realized the depth of her feelings for Jimin. It was in the small moments - the way he'd brush a strand of hair from her face, the way his laughter filled the room and made her heart soar. But now, Jimin was dating Jaewook, and Minjeong felt like she was drowning in a sea of jealousy and unrequited love. She couldn't bear the thought of Jimin being with someone else, especially when she knew deep down that it was her he belonged with.

"Minjeong, are you okay? You don't seem to well..." Yizhuo's voice broke through her reverie, and Minjeong quickly wiped away the tears that had escaped down her cheeks.

"I'm fine, Just a little under the weather," she murmured, forcing a smile that felt like a lie. But Yizhuo wasn't convinced she knew her friend wasn't very fond of Jaewook ever since Jimin told him that she was interested in him romantically, and Yizhuo watched enough romance dramas to know the way Minjeong looks at Jimin wasn't ordinary.

"You don't seem fine. Is it about Jimin?" Minjeong's heart clenched at the mention of his name, but she couldn't bring herself to admit the truth.

Instead, she shook her head and changed the subject, desperate to avoid confronting her feelings. As the days passed, Minjeong's jealousy only grew stronger. She couldn't escape the sight of Jimin and Jaewook together, their laughter and affection a constant reminder of what she could never have. It was like a knife twisting in her chest with each passing moment.

Then came the day when Jimin decided to bring Jaewook to the SM building to introduce him to everyone. Minjeong tried to smile, to pretend that she was happy for her friend, but the sight of them together was like a punch to the gut.

"I can't do this," she whispered to herself, excusing herself from the room before anyone could notice the tears that threatened to spill over. In the bathroom, Minjeong collapsed against the cold tile floor, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She clutched at her chest, feeling like her heart was being torn apart.

"Why him?" she choked out, the words barely audible over the sound of her own sobs.

"Why can't it be me?" But no matter how much she cried, no matter how much she wished things were different, she knew that her love for Jimin would always be unrequited. And as she lay there, broken and alone, Minjeong realized that some love stories were destined to remain unfinished, lost in the echoes of unspoken words.

Minjeong sat alone in her room, her mind drifting back to the memories she wished she could forget. She closed her eyes, allowing herself to be transported back to a time when everything was simpler, when her heart hadn't yet been shattered by unrequited love. It was during their trainee days when Jimin first mentioned Jaewook. Minjeong remembered the excitement in Jimin's eyes as she recounted her trip to Milan, where she had met Jaewook for the first time.