My name is Y/n
I came to Korea for studying but it turned out horrible. I fell for someone who wasn't even ready to look at me.
Y/n: I-I love you Jungkook *sobs*
Jk: Y/n, I hate you
Y/n: why do you hate me? *started crying loudly and came closer...
Before you start reading this, I want to say something really important. Read only when you are okay with grammatical errors, because I've always sucked when it comes to grammar.
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Taehyung pov.
Am I dreaming? Is that really Rashi? No way! Rashi is back! I can't put into words how I'm feeling right now—it's overwhelming. Oh God, thank you! That means my daughter is also here. Where is she? I need to see her. My babies are back! Oh no! Rashi must have heard her calling me baby. I have to explain everything to her, but first, I just want to see my daughter.
Rashi's POV
I ran through the bustling mall, my heart racing and tears streaming down my face. I could barely see where I was going, the world around me blurring into a haze of colors and sounds. All I could think about was escaping the pain of seeing Taehyung with someone else, the weight of his unspoken words pressing down on me.
I pushed through the crowd, desperate to reach my friends. I needed them now more than ever. As I rounded a corner, I spotted Jungkook, Y/N and Jimin gathered near a store, their laughter ringing out like a lifeline.
"Rashi!" Cherry exclaimed, her smile fading as she noticed my tear-streaked face. "I am sorry! I wouldn't have told you that."
"Mommy!" Tara called, her little face lighting up with concern as she ran toward me. I knelt down, wrapping my arms around her, feeling the warmth of her small body against mine.
"I'm okay, sweetie," I whispered, though my heart felt anything but.
"Rashi, what happened?" Jungkook asked, stepping forward, his brow furrowed with worry.
I opened my mouth to explain, but the words caught in my throat. I couldn't bring myself to tell them about Taehyung and Suzy, about the life I thought I had left behind. Instead, I just shook my head, trying to catch my breath.
"I just... I need a moment," I managed to say, my voice trembling.
Taehyung's POV
I watched helplessly as Rashi ran away from me, my heart aching with every step she took. I knew I had to follow her, to reach her before she got too far. I pushed through the crowd, my eyes locked on her retreating figure.
"Rashi!" I called out, desperation lacing my voice. I could see her heading toward a group of familiar faces—Jungkook, Y/N and Jimin. My heart sank as I realized she was seeking comfort from them, and I felt a pang of jealousy mixed with fear.
What if they convinced her to leave again? What if I lost her again?
I quickened my pace, weaving through the throngs of shoppers, my mind racing with thoughts of what I needed to say. I had to make her understand that I was still the same man who loved her, that I had never stopped fighting for her, even when it felt like the world was against us.