Jungkook was my best friend since I was born. When I was two I found him a nickname: Kookie, and mine was rosy. At one point I had even developed a crush on him. Everything was perfectly fine, but one day I had to leave to Japan, and I never saw him again.
And yet I saw him. But I don't think he remembered me.
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He was mysterious, handsome, dangerous and I knew I couldn't be with him but I couldn't help myself from falling for him. I had no place in this world with or without him. I loved him so much. And I still do.