Blindfolds & Brushes

For as long as he can remember, Park Jimin has been chased by a haunting rhythm that commands his body to move, drawing him to dance with long, weeping ribbons of crimson satin. He doesn't know why the fabric feels like a lifeline, or why he feels the instinctual need to blindfold himself just to survive the routine. All he knows is that his dance feels like an apology to someone he cannot remember.
Jeon Jungkook lives in a world of dust and shadows. An artist haunted by a recurring dream, his hands blindly map out the same silhouette night after night: a nameless dancer dissolving into ash before his face can be captured in charcoal.
When Jungkook is commissioned to sketch a live performance at an abandoned, historic manor, he expects a routine job. Instead, he finds Jimin.
The moment the crimson satin cuts through the cold air of the ballroom, the dust settles, and a century-old lock snaps open. It isn't just art but an awakening. Every stroke of Jungkook's charcoal uncovers a memory. Every pirouette Jimin takes unravels a tragedy. They aren't strangers meeting for the first time. Their story is written for the first time.
Bound by ancient threads and stained with the ashes of a past that tore them apart, they must learn to trust the rhythm before history repeats itself. Because this time, if the ribbon snaps, there won't be another lifetime to catch them.