Call me HYUNG!

karma

A few weeks later, Taehyung’s life had settled into a painful rhythm. The days blended together in a monotonous haze of work and regret. Despite his success in the world of showbiz, his personal life was in shambles, and the guilt of his actions weighed heavily on him.

One afternoon, as Taehyung prepared for a photoshoot, he caught sight of himself in the full-length mirror. The reflection staring back at him was a stark reminder of the internal chaos he felt. His heart sank as he saw how hollow and weary he looked, the sparkle that once defined him now replaced by a haunted emptiness. The mirror felt like a cruel judge, reflecting back the broken man he had become.

His heart shattered further when he learned that Jungkook was finally trying to move on. The news came to him through snippets of gossip and social media posts. Jungkook, who had always been an intrinsic part of his life, was now being linked with Ji Eun, the solo artist who had supported him through his recent struggles.

Taehyung’s chest tightened at the thought of Jungkook with someone else. The image of them together pierced his heart like a dagger. It was clear that Jungkook was making an effort to heal, to find solace and perhaps love in Ji Eun’s company. This realization cut deep, revealing the extent of Taehyung’s selfishness. He wanted Jungkook for himself, regardless of the pain he had caused, regardless of the fact that he hadn’t been ready to acknowledge their feelings.

He recalled their moments together—the smiles, the kisses, the dreams they had shared. It was as if every memory was now tainted by his inability to act on his feelings and the decisions he had made. Taehyung was consumed by the thought that Jungkook was slipping away, finding a new source of happiness while he was left grappling with the wreckage of his choices.

That evening, Taehyung found himself standing on a quiet street, looking at the city lights that seemed so distant and indifferent. The bustling city, which once felt so alive and full of promise, now seemed like a cold backdrop to his anguish. He felt a profound sense of loss, not just of Jungkook’s presence but of the future they could have shared.

The thought of Jungkook moving on was unbearable. Taehyung’s selfishness surfaced, and he couldn’t reconcile with the idea of letting go. Jungkook was his, in his heart and soul, and the thought of him finding happiness with someone else felt like an unbearable betrayal. He was tormented by the realization that he wanted to keep Jungkook for himself, even if it meant continuing to live with the guilt and regret of his own actions.

In the quiet of his apartment, Taehyung wrestled with his emotions. The realization that he had pushed Jungkook away while failing to seize his own happiness left him feeling desolate. He wanted to reach out, to make things right, but the fear of causing more pain and the doubt that Jungkook might ever forgive him held him back.

As the days passed, Taehyung’s internal struggle continued. The agony of watching Jungkook move on with Ji Eun was a constant reminder of what he had lost. He was torn between the desire to fight for what he still felt and the acknowledgment that he had caused irreparable damage. The mirror remained a cruel reminder of his inner turmoil, reflecting the fractured man who was trying to come to terms with the reality of his own mistakes.

Taehyung’s heart remained in turmoil, caught between the lingering hope of rekindling what was lost and the crushing weight of the reality he had to face. The battle between selfish desire and the painful truth of his actions defined his days, leaving him with an overwhelming sense of loss and regret.

Every echo of Jungkook's pain that he had once ignored or underestimated now reverberated through Taehyung's own life. He found himself overwhelmed by a profound sense of regret and loss. The hollow ache in his chest was a constant reminder of the hurt he had caused and the love he had let slip away.