Fri [ends] ミ Taennie

Who is victim.

Taehyung decided to distance himself from Jennie, to protect his own heart from further hurt. He stopped initiating conversations, stopped making efforts to meet up. He just... stopped.

Jennie, oblivious to the depth of Taehyung's hurt, simply assumed he was busy with BTS's schedule. She didn't notice the distance growing between them, too caught up in her own whirlwind of performances, music shows, and variety appearances.

As the weeks went by, their interactions became limited to brief hellos and goodbyes, their once-strong bond slowly unraveling.

Taehyung, still nursing his wounded heart, watched from afar as Jennie shone brighter than ever, her star rising with each passing day.

He couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness, knowing he'd once been a part of her life, but now was just a distant memory.

One day, the BTS members gathered around Taehyung, sensing that something was off. They'd noticed his distant behavior, his quiet introspection.

"Taehyung, what's going on?" RM asked, concern etched on his face. "Is it something to do with Jennie?"

Taehyung's smile was enigmatic, a hint of sadness in his eyes. "I don't want to focus on frivolous things, guys. Let's just concentrate on our music."

Jimin pressed on, "But tae..we're your brothers. we care about you."

Taehyung's gaze turned introspective, his voice low and measured.
"I appreciate that, but sometimes you just have to let go of the bullshit and move on."

The members exchanged worried glances, but Taehyung's mask was firmly in place. They knew he'd share when he was ready. So the members nodded slowly, but they couldn't shake off the feeling that Taehyung was hiding something. They'd never seen him like this before, so guarded and withdrawn.

J-Hope, ever the optimist, tried to lighten the mood. "Hey, let's focus on the music, like Tae said. We've got a new album to finish!"

But the tension lingered, and the members couldn't help but wonder what had really gone down between Taehyung and Jennie.

As they delved back into their music, they kept a watchful eye on Taehyung, hoping he'd eventually open up.

Taehyung threw himself into his music, using the pain and heartache to fuel his creativity. He spent long hours in the studio, pouring his emotions into every note, every lyric.

BTS's next album began to take shape, with Taehyung's contributions some of the most raw and honest he'd ever written.

As he performed on stage, he felt a sense of liberation, like he was finally expressing the emotions he'd kept bottled up for so long.

The music became his solace, his escape from the heartache of Jennie's rejection. He lost himself in the rhythm and melody, finding a sense of peace that had eluded him for months.