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Everyone talks about the magic of strangers becoming soulmates. No one warns you how it feels when soulmates start to become strangers.
Strangers to soulmates is a love story. Soulmates to strangers is a tragedy.
Taehyung and Jimin weren't just friends. They were the kind of forever people wrote songs about. The kind that finished each other's silences, laughed at things no one else understood, and carried each other's weight without asking.
For years, their names belonged together. _Taehyung and Jimin_. A bond tied in a knot so beautiful, so certain, that neither of them ever imagined it could come undone.
Until it did.
She didn't storm in. She slipped in quietly, like a thin crack in glass. Small at first. Harmless. Until the glass began to splinter.
Words grew shorter. Glances grew colder. The space between their shoulders on the same couch started to feel like miles. Because distance isn't measured in steps. It's measured in heartbeats that no longer sync.
Miles mean nothing when hearts are close. But when hearts drift, even sitting beside someone feels like losing them.
Now, years of laughter, of secrets, of us, hang by a fraying thread. And both of them are too scared to pull it - or let go.
Will they find their way back through the silence?
Will their hearts remember how to tie the knot again?
Or are some soulmates meant to teach us how it feels to become strangers?