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1 Week Passed

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1 Week Passed

It’s been one week since I moved into Jeon Mansion, and every day feels like a struggle.

I haven’t had a decent night’s sleep in days, and now I find myself paralyzed by fear—fear of sleep itself.

It sounds irrational, I know, but every time I close my eyes, I’m haunted by dreams I can’t escape.

Even my psychiatrist is baffled. After our last session, I left feeling more confused than ever.

She suggested that my dreams are a reflection of loneliness, which infuriates me.

How can she say that?

I have a boyfriend who satisfies me in ways I didn’t think were possible.

The idea that I’d dream about another man is absurd.

The week has been a blur of work, leaving little time for me to adjust to this new life.

I’ve spent most of my time outside the mansion, and today, my only day off, feels like a daunting challenge. I need to go downstairs and face the Jeons for breakfast.

What if they have strict rules about meal times? Jeons seem really weird and mysterious to me.

And Jungkook… I haven’t seen him since that night, we had cake. The memory lingers, making my heart race and my thoughts spiral.

With a deep breath, I freshen up, trying to gather the courage to step into the dining room. The thought of facing everyone fills me with a mix of dread and anticipation.

I stared into the mirror, taking in my appearance. After a week of sleepless nights, my face looked pale and hollow, with dark circles under my eyes.

I tried my best to cover it up with makeup, but nothing could mask the exhaustion I felt deep down.

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. Today was my only day off, and I had to face the Jeons for breakfast.

The thought of meeting them again filled me with a mix of dread and anticipation. I just hoped I wouldn't look like a zombie in front of them.

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