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"Love." My breath stopped hearing him. "Just give me a chance." The fork I was holding dropped.

I looked up, catching his gaze for a fleeting moment before he glanced away, clearing his throat. He laughed it off, but I could feel the hurt behind his smile.

“I’m talking about spending time,” he said. “I’m free tomorrow, so are you.”

I took a sip of water, silently thanking myself that he wasn’t confessing again. The tension hung between us, charged yet uncertain, as I weighed his offer.

I felt my heart race as I considered his words. Tomorrow. It felt both thrilling and terrifying. I glanced at him, his expression a mix of hope and vulnerability, and it made my chest tighten.

“Yeah, I’m free,” I finally replied, trying to keep my tone light.

He smiled, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Great. I was thinking we could go out.”

“Actually,” I said quickly, “how about we spend time at home instead?” The words spilled out before I could second-guess myself. “It’s been a while since we just relaxed together.”

He raised an eyebrow, surprised but intrigued. “At home? You sure?”

I nodded, my heart racing. “Yeah, it feels… easier.”

His expression softened, a flicker of relief crossing his face. “Okay, that works for me.”

I stood up, the remnants of a restless night clinging to me like a heavy shroud. Nightmares haunted me, their vivid images still flashing behind my closed eyelids. I was too scared to blink, the fear twisting in my gut.

I walked down the hallway toward Jungkook’s room but found it empty. Just then, I flinched as Minhee appeared out of nowhere.

“You scared me,” I said, trying to steady my racing heart.She narrowed her eyes, glancing toward Jungkook’s door.

“Why do you both go to each other's rooms so often?”

Her question hung in the air, sharp and accusatory. I opened my mouth to respond, but before I could find the words, Jungkook’s voice cut through the tension.

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