What if Jungkook was never the 'Golden Maknae.' What if Jin was never the 'Third Guy From the Left.' What if BTS was never BTS. What if reality was rewritten. And it was all because of one girl. [Status]: Completed/ Editing [Award]: BTS Fanfiction Awards (Creativity)
"But if that accident is inevitable," I murmur, eyes softening. "Would you want me to let go?" Jeongguk pauses for a moment. "Leave the guilt and regret to me," he replies softly. "Once you start a journey, you finish it. It's only right for you to let go because-" "Because you want me to be happy?" She cuts him off...
Still in Jungkook's arms, I look at the diary, wondering what doc meant. It was a diary written by people who were like me. A diary, where every entry is penned down by a different person. ❝Let's read it together. And I'll do everything I can to make sure you don't end up writing an entry for that diary,❞ says Jungkoo...