just friends rights .....?
21 parts Ongoing MatureSeoul, 2025
Jimin's life had always been careful - every word measured, every step controlled. But Yana... she wasn't careful. She was his childhood friend, bound to him by a promise he had never fully understood. Now, her obsession with that promise pressed on him like a shadow he couldn't shake.
He didn't want to hurt her. But every smile from her, every lingering look, made his chest ache.
Then Bhumi came.
A student with laughter like sunlight, who didn't know about Yana, the promise, or the weight on his shoulders. With her, he could breathe, laugh, and forget the chains of obligation, if only for a little while.
"Jimin..." Yana's voice trembled one evening. "You promised me..."
"I know," he said gently. "But we were children. I care for you... always. But my heart can't give what it doesn't feel yet."
Her eyes shimmered with hurt, but he didn't flinch. Honesty was kinder than false hope.
Later, Bhumi slipped her hand into his. Simple. Warm. Real. And in that touch, he felt free - free to be happy, free to love, free to live.
Jimin smiled. Maybe promises mattered... but so did choosing light over shadows.