Taehyung, a university student, becomes instantly infatuated with Jungkook, a charismatic CEO, after seeing him deliver a speech at his university. Unbeknownst to Jungkook, Taehyung starts secretly following him everywhere, fueling his obsession. As...
Lee BomI, 27, gazed at Jungkook and Taehyung with a mix of hatred and hurt. She had been obsessed with Jungkook for years, working at his company, fantasizing about him, and convinced he felt the same. But today, she witnessed a tender moment between them, shattering her delusions.
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Bomi's eyes blazed as she stormed into her home, seeking solace in destruction. She smashed her favorite coffee mug, the one with Jungkook's photo, against the wall. The shards of ceramic mirrored the fragments of her heart.
She tore down the Jungkook posters, ripping them into shreds, and screamed, "You liar! You promised me forever! You're mine, not hers!" Her words echoed off the walls, a haunting reminder of her misplaced affections.
She shattered her phone, the screen cracking like her dreams, and hurled her laptop against the wall, its keyboard cracking beneath the impact. The Jungkook wallpaper on her computer, once a symbol of her love, now lay shattered, like her illusions.
As she rampaged through her room, her shouts grew louder, a cacophony of pain and despair. "Jungkook, you fool! You'll regret ignoring me! Taehyung, you homewrecker! You'll pay for this!"
But amidst the chaos, a calculating glint crept into her eye. She would bide her time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Jungkook and Taehyung would soon learn the true meaning of obsession.
In reality, Jungkook had never noticed Bomi's affections, his heart belonging solely to Taehyung. Bomi's delusions had blinded her to the truth, fueling her anger and hurt. As she stood amidst the ruins of her room, she realized that her obsession would only lead to destruction. But it was too late to turn back now.
Regrets and Guilt
Namjoon and Seokjin sat in the dimly lit room, the silence between them thick with unspoken words. The weight of their past decisions hung heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the rift that had formed between them and Jungkook. Seokjin's eyes, once bright with confidence, now seemed dull and lifeless, haunted by the ghosts of his regret.
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"Do you think Jungkook will ever forgive me, Namjoon?" Seokjin's voice cracked, his words barely above a whisper.
Namjoon's expression was a mix of empathy and understanding. He had always been the voice of reason, the mediator in their family's conflicts. But even he couldn't deny the pain and hurt that Seokjin's actions had caused.
"I can't say for certain, Seokjin," Namjoon replied, his voice measured. "Give him time. You guys forced him to leave his passion for the business because you didn't want to leave your own passions. He felt suffocated and betrayed."
Seokjin's eyes dropped, his gaze fixated on the floor. He knew Namjoon was right. He had been selfish, blinded by his own desires. He had convinced himself that Jungkook would eventually come around, that he would understand their decision. But deep down, he knew he had been wrong.
"I know I was being selfish back then," Seokjin admitted, his voice laced with remorse. "I regret it now. I thought Jungkook would be angry for a while, but eventually, he would come around and start talking to us again. But it's been eight years, and he still ignores us like we don't exist in his life anymore."
Namjoon's voice was gentle, but firm. "I tried to understand you back then, Seokjin, but you didn't listen to me. You and Jimin were so caught up in your own desires that you didn't consider Jungkook's feelings. You didn't realize that music was his passion, his escape. By taking that away from him, you took away a part of him."
Seokjin's guilt was evident in his slumped posture and downcast eyes. He knew Namjoon was right. He had been so blinded by his own desires that he had ignored Jungkook's needs. He had thought he was doing what was best for the family, but in reality, he had only caused harm.
As they sat in silence, the weight of their past mistakes hung heavy in the air. Seokjin knew he couldn't turn back the clock, but he could try to make amends. He could try to understand Jungkook's pain and work towards healing their relationship.
But as he looked at Namjoon, he knew it wouldn't be easy. Jungkook's hurt ran deep, and forgiveness wouldn't come overnight. It would take time, effort, and a willingness to listen and understand. But Seokjin was ready to try, ready to face his mistakes and work towards a brighter future.
