ParkShimmer__
She was childish.
He was mature.
She loved him madly—by childhood
He loved someone else…
or at least, he thought he did.
“Jungkooshii… I love you…”
Her blue eyes sparkled with happiness,
her tiny lips stretched in a shy smile,
her chubby hands trembling as she held a rose toward him.
“B-Bunny… I… love you too… but not this way…”
His voice cracked,
his hand instinctively rising to cup her chubby face.
His heart broke as he watched
her lips wobble…
the rose fell…
she stepped back…
and tears slipped down silently.
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his hand tightly holding someone else’s.
The ring with his name shined proudly
Far behind,
a small fragile girl clutched her father’s hand,
blue eyes swimming in tears,
her nails digging into his skin
as if she would drown without support.
(BUT there other person who is in same condition for his one side love who's the bride to be Jungkook’s)
And then…
she did something that changed everything.
Something that ended with her becoming his wife.
“Him or me?”
her father asked.
And with trembling lips
and tear-filled eyes,
she chose him.
He was her world.
She was his responsibility…
and his resentment.
“I love you with my whole heart,”
she whispered.
“I hate you with my whole heart,”
he replied.
Was her love not pure?
Was she wrong?
Did she break everyone’s heart?
Or…
Did she only break herself?
Or maybe—
"THEY ALL BROKE HER"
Let’s see what cracks first:
Her innocent heart
"or"
His walls of hate.
Everything was against her—
fate,
family,
and even him.
But her stubborn, pure, childish heart
kept screaming only one truth:
He just—
only—
"BELONGS TO HER"
A story of madness.
A story of hatred.
A story of pain.
A story of everything broken.
All beggars of love.
All victims of love.
A story of a small, pure, innocent heart.
A story ruined by love itself.
“BELONGS TO HER”
This whole story of mine
Mine imagination all
I strictly took action If someone try to copy even a small part