"Sometimes you can't let go off the past, without Facing it again"
Fated Love: A Love Reborn -
where destiny's threads are woven through time, binding two hearts in a love that transcends lifetimes, only to find each other once more...✨
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“In tangled webs of thoughts we spin, A touch too close, yet far within. Whispers fade in midnight air, Eyes that linger, hearts that stare
Between the lines, the feelings hide, A push, a pull, an ebbing tide. What’s real, what’s dream, I cannot say, In confusing connections, we lose our way”
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•Confusing Connections•
AUTHOR'S POV
The next morning, Taehyung found himself on campus, wandering aimlessly as his thoughts still lingered on his upcoming meeting with Jungkook.
He couldn’t shake the anxiety or the confusion building in his chest. As he passed the bustling courtyard, he spotted Jimin, casually leaning against a tree, chatting with someone new.
The girl beside Jimin was Nari, a fellow art student Taehyung had seen around.
She was always a little reserved, preferring her sketchbook over loud conversations.
As Taehyung approached, he noticed Jimin’s playful expression shift into something more self-conscious—a rare sight that made Taehyung pause in surprise.
“Yo, Tae!” Jimin greeted, waving him over, though his face flushed slightly as Nari glanced at him. “I was just telling Nari here how you’ve been stressing out about some guy.”
“Jimin!” Taehyung hissed, shooting him a glare. He wasn’t ready to make this a public topic of conversation. “Really?”
Nari smiled politely but looked a little unsure, her eyes shifting between Jimin and Taehyung. “A guy? That sounds...interesting.”
She attempted to sound casual, but there was a faint tension in her voice.
Taehyung rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed. “It’s... it’s nothing, really. Just some personal stuff.”
Jimin, clearly oblivious to the discomfort around him, chuckled and shrugged. “Sure, nothing. Like your constant panic attacks over a certain someone we both know?”
Nari’s eyes flickered with recognition, though she quickly looked away, biting her lip.
Taehyung noticed her expression change, and it clicked—she knew exactly who Jimin was talking about.
Jungkook.
“Jungkook’s a cool guy,” Nari said softly, her tone almost distant. “I’ve talked to him a few times. He seems... I don’t know... different.”
