Tae’s Diary-
11 June 2001
Dear Diary,
School has started again, and it's my last year. I should feel anxious about all the responsibilities and expectations, but instead, my mind is consumed by something—no, someone—else. Jungkook. The boy with a smile that could break a thousand hearts, and lately, I can’t seem to get him out of my head.
The strangest part? I'm not even nervous around him anymore. Somehow, within these past few weeks, we’ve grown close. I used to be so shy, my heart racing whenever he even looked in my direction. But now, we laugh and joke, spending hours together on the beach after school. His laughter echoes in the salty air, and I feel… peaceful.
But also, something else.
I dream about him. Not just the ordinary "friendship" dreams but intense ones, where he holds me, where we talk about things no one else understands. Where he kisses me, his lips soft, and I melt. Is it normal to feel this way? I told Jimin it was just a phase, that it was okay to have a little crush, but inside, it feels like something is igniting. Something I can't control.
I might be falling for him.
I might be gay for him.
But then again... Jungkook is the straightest guy I know, isn’t he? Every girl at school wants him. It’s like they’re addicted to him, constantly surrounding him like a bunch of vultures. They don’t leave him alone. I see them giggling, tossing their hair when he walks by, and it burns me inside. Every time I see one of those girls looking at him like he’s their next meal, I feel sick. Jealousy claws at me, sharp and raw.
*Tae's pov*
Today On Campus…
I was minding my own business in the courtyard, pretending to read while secretly watching Jungkook from a distance. He was laughing with some guys near the fountain, his voice like music to my ears. That’s when she approached Nara—Jia, one of the many girls obsessed with him.
*jimin's pov*
"Hey Nara!" Jia's voice pierced my ear. She looked too cheerful for my liking, her eyes sparkling with a mix of curiosity and desperation.
Nara sighed and put down her book. "Hi, Jia."
Her tone turned conspiratorial as she leaned closer, lowering her voice like she was sharing some juicy gossip. “You and Jungkook are friends, right?"
Nara instantly tensed, her grip tightening on the book. 'Of course, this was about Jungkook. It was always about him with these girls.' maybe that's what she was thinking.“Yes," she said, trying to keep her voice neutral, but the irritation was already bubbling beneath the surface.
Jia bit her lip, eyes wide with hope. "Could you, like... introduce me to him?"
Nara's heart dropped. Another one of these leeches trying to cling to him, take up his time, his attention—attention that Nara wished was only for her. I could feel her jealousy rising, and her jaw clenched before she could stop myself.
Nara forced a smile, but it was tight. "Listen, Jia, you're my friend, but this is too much. I'm really fed up with this."
Jia's eyes widened in surprise. "What? I just thought—"
"No, you can’t keep pestering me with 'introduce me to him" Nara almost snapped, the words coming out harsher than I thought. Maybe she couldn't help it. The thought of Jungkook laughing with Jia, looking at her with those warm eyes—
Jia blinked, clearly taken aback. "But... I like him!"
I could see Nara controlling her scream. She wanted to tell Jia to stay away, that he wasn’t hers to like, but she couldn’t say that. Not aloud. Instead, she just shook her head.“If you want him so bad, then why don’t you go talk to him yourself?”She said in frustration.
The hurt flickered across Jia's face, but Nara didn’t care. Her jealousy was too loud, drowning out any guilt. She picked up my things and left Jia standing there, her words echoing in the back of her mind.
