Jungkook, the young 21 year old boy lounged comfortably in his luxurious bedroom, his phone propped up on a sleek stand in front of him, the camera capturing his effortless charm. He clicked the button to start his live stream, instantly greeted by the flood of comments popping up on his screen.
"Jungkook! You’re so amazing!! ❤️❤️❤️," one comment read.
"Sending you so much love, you deserve the best! 💕," another followed.
Jungkook smirked as he read the messages. It was always the same—a sea of affection and admiration, a reflection of the life he’d carefully curated for his followers. His heart swelled with pride. He was the center of attention, and it felt damn good.
"Alright, guys, let’s talk," Jungkook said, adjusting the camera slightly. His voice was smooth, confident, like he was speaking to a group of close friends, despite the thousands of people watching him at that moment. "So, you know that breakup I told you guys about? Yeah, well, I finally ended it with that actor dude. He was honestly a joke."
The comments began to flood the screen even faster, filled with hearts and supportive words.
"That’s crazy! You deserve better!! 💪🔥"
"Breakups suck, but you’re strong, Kook!! 💖"
Jungkook chuckled, leaning back against the pillows stacked on his bed, scrolling through the comments as he continued. "Honestly, I’m not even upset about it. I mean, who would be? The guy was so caught up in his own drama. Like, we all know I’m too good for him anyway. He never admitted he was wrong, not once. Like, how do you even deal with someone like that?"
"Can’t believe he’s still acting like the world’s problem and not his own 😂😂"
"Exactly! He thinks the world is wrong and he’s right all the time! Total mess," Jungkook smirked, adjusting his hair slightly and eyeing himself in the camera lens. "I mean, I’m not crying about it. Hell no. My makeup is still on point. I don’t need a guy to validate me. I’ve got everything I need right here." He waved his hand around his extravagant bedroom, which was lit with soft, warm lighting that made everything look luxurious.
The comments exploded in agreement.
"You’re so flawless, Kook! 💯🔥"
"True queen energy, we love you! 👑💖"
Jungkook winked at the camera. "Thanks, babes. But yeah, let’s be real. I’m way too busy for drama like that. Anyway, speaking of love, let me tell you guys about this one guy I noticed at the club last weekend."
He leaned closer to the camera, his expression playful yet mysterious. His fans were on the edge of their seats, waiting for more.
"He was tall, dark hair, perfect jawline, looked like he stepped out of a movie or something." Jungkook paused for dramatic effect, savoring the buildup. "I swear, the moment I laid eyes on him, I wanted to—" he smirked, leaning in closer. "But yeah, guys, he was taken. I mean, like, completely off-limits. Girlfriend in tow and everything. Like, I had no chance."
The comments began to flood with teasing and playful responses.
"Jungkook, you’re too much 😂"
"Ugh, why does the good one always have someone already? 😩"
"Did he notice you though? 🥵"
Jungkook grinned, shrugging dramatically. "I don’t know, maybe? But like, who cares? If he’s taken, he’s taken. No big deal. There are plenty of fish in the sea, right? Besides, I’m not out here chasing anyone. I’ve got a lot going on already."
