A Fateful Encounter Ⅰ

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Despite their vastly different perspectives on love, fate had other plans in store for JK and Y/n.

Their paths crossed one fateful day in a crowded café, where Y/n's clumsiness led to an accidental collision with JK, spilling coffee all over his crisp white shirt.

As she apologized profusely, cheeks flushed with embarrassment, JK couldn't help but be captivated by her genuine sincerity.

Y/N: "Holy moly crap, I'm really sorry sir!" She exclaimed, frantically trying to dab away the coffee stains with a napkin.

JK chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

JK: "No worries. It's just a shirt. Doesn't matter even if it's Zara's branded one, you're okay tho!" He jokingly said.

 Doesn't matter even if it's Zara's branded one, you're okay tho!" He jokingly said

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But it looked like, it wasn't funny for Y/n. She started to panic without realizing his sense of humor.

JK calmed her down and offer her to have a cup of coffee with him if she doesn't mind. They didn't realize when they become good friends, they genuinely enjoyed each other company.

Later they explored the vibrant streets of a city together , JK found himself drawn to Y/n's infectious optimism and unwavering determination.

Her innocence and kindness melted the walls around his heart, igniting feelings he thought long buried.

As their friendship deepened, so did JK's internal struggle. He wrestled with his growing affection for Y/n, afraid to admit the truth to himself, let alone to her.

Love was a risk he wasn't sure he was willing to take, thinking it's just an attraction, fearing the pain of hurting her unknowingly as she was too innocent for him.

He was shocked that she doesn't have any friend, never had a boyfriend and dying to get love but believes marriage is the door to hell.

She is too pure to be broken for him, he will never be able to see himself in a mirror if he make this innocent soul sad.

Meanwhile, Y/n remained blissfully unaware of JK's inner turmoil, cherishing their friendship with childlike innocence.

She admired his carefree spirit and admired his ability to find joy in the simplest of moments.

As their bond grew stronger, JK confided in Y/n about his past, his playboy lifestyle, and the emptiness he felt.

Y/n, in turn, shared her struggles with anxiety and the emotional scars from her family's tumultuous history.

They stood by a railing to enjoy sunset, Y/n showed JK the scars on her arms.

As a coping mechanism, she resorted to self-harm, finding temporary relief in the physical pain that numbed her emotional distress.

Her body is covered in scars, bruises, and burns, while the constant mental challenges she faced from others added to

her burden.

Y/n: "These are my reminders," she said quietly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Of the pain, the loneliness, the battles I've fought."

JK was moved by her vulnerability.

JK: "You don't have to fight alone anymore, Y/n. I'm here for you," he said, holding her hand.

For the first time, JK felt a genuine connection, something real and profound.

JK never faced poverty in his life, so he doesn't have experience of someone being rude to him, he doesn't let anyone raise their voice in front of him but after meeting Y/n, it changed, she was someone he couldn't defeat at least not in talking.

He used to go to gym everyday but still couldn't win a single fight with her.

(To be continued) 

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