"Hyung, please stop crying," Jungkook said, pulling Jimin into a firm hug. "We'll fix this. I promise we'll fix it."
Jimin's shoulders shook as he clung to Jungkook for a moment before stepping back, his tear-streaked face filled with pain.
When Jungkook turned to Bora, her expression was frozen in disbelief, her mouth still slightly agape.
"Do you still think he doesn't love YN?" Jungkook asked, his tone sharper than usual.
Bora blinked, trying to process what she had just witnessed. "What the... what the actual hell happened?" she asked, her voice rising slightly.
Jungkook exhaled and began to explain. "It's not what you think. Jimin didn't push her away because he wanted to. It was his mom." He looked at Bora meaningfully before continuing. "His mom found out about YN and warned him about her parents. She told him to stay away or it could create problems for both families."
Bora stared at him, her shock deepening. "And he listened to her?"
Jungkook nodded grimly. "He didn't want to, but he had no choice. And there's more. You know Scribbler? The one YN keeps talking about scribbler? That's Jimin."
Her mouth fell open again, but this time her shock was tinged with realization. "Wait... what?"
Jungkook nodded. "He's been talking to her as Scribbler the whole time. It was the only way he could stay close to her without breaking the promise he made to his mom."
Bora's eyes filled with tears as the weight of the truth hit her. She turned to Jimin, who was standing there, looking utterly broken.
"I'm sorry, Jimin," she said, her voice trembling. "I-I misunderstood everything. I thought you were just playing with her feelings."
Jimin shook his head, his eyes still glistening. "I love her, Bora. I've always loved her."
Bora stepped closer and placed a hand on his shoulder. "We'll fix this. I'll help you. YN deserves to know the truth, and she deserves a guy like you." Her lips quirked into a small, encouraging smile. "For now, just text her as Scribbler. Keep her close in the only way you can. I'll work on changing her mind."
Jimin's gaze softened, and he nodded, his lips pressing into a thin line.
Bora wiped her tears and added, "I'm happy she has someone like you, Jimin. Don't lose hope. We'll make this right."
Jungkook crossed his arms and smirked faintly, his usual confidence returning. "Told you she'd come around, hyung. Now let's get to work."
Jimin looked at both of them, gratitude shining through the pain in his eyes. "Thank you," he said quietly, his voice raw but sincere.
Bora: "so whats the plan guys?"
"Jimin Jungkook told about plan.....Bora listened carefully and nodded"
Days had passed since YN completely avoided Jimin, refusing to even glance in his direction in class. On the other hand, her conversations with Scribbler had grown more frequent and intense, filling the void Jimin's absence had left, though she didn't realize the connection.
During their breaks and even during her late-night diary sessions, her phone would ping with Scribbler's messages. They texted endlessly, laughing, teasing, and sharing bits of their days. Scribbler's words always seemed to comfort her in ways she never expected.
Scribbler: Last question before I let you go, Doll: If I told you I had a crush on you, what would you say?
YN: I'd say you've got good taste.
Scribbler: Finally, some honesty.
YN: Don't let it go to your head.
Scribbler: Too late.
Meanwhile, Ji-won, ever suspicious, noticed Jimin constantly glued to his phone, a small smile playing on his lips. She couldn't pinpoint whom he was texting but was determined to find out.
one day after classes Jimin stood near the gates, tension radiating from his stiff posture as he tried to ignore Ji-won's constant chatter.
"Jimin, why are you so cold?" Ji-won asked, leaning into his personal space, a playful smirk on her lips. "We look so good together. Everyone thinks so. Why can't you just admit it?"
Jimin stepped back, his jaw tightening. "Ji-won, I'm warning you. Stay out of my business. I don't want anything to do with you."
Ji-won feigned a pout, her smirk never faltering. "Oh, come on. Don't be like that. You're so tense. Let me help you relax."
Before Jimin could respond, Ji-won's gaze shifted past him. Her smirk grew wider as she spotted YN and Bora approaching from a distance. YN's head was slightly bowed, her hands clutching the straps of her bag, while Bora walked beside her, speaking softly.
"Oh, this is perfect," Ji-won muttered under her breath, stepping closer to Jimin.
"What are you-" Jimin started, but before he could finish, Ji-won leaned in and pressed a quick, deliberate kiss to his cheek.
"Ji-won, what the hell?!" Jimin barked, immediately stepping back and wiping his cheek.
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