Borrowed Skies.

"𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒚," Jungkook said, so quietly it barely reached her.

Mira looked up at him. The night air was cool against her flushed skin. "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕."

His eyes didn't leave hers. "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒅𝒐... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓."

She had spent her whole life being good.
The daughter who never argued.
The girl who always said yes.
The perfect life everyone else had carefully chosen for her.

Then came 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙝𝙨 before the wedding.

Three months to disappear into cities that didn't know her name. To laugh without looking over her shoulder. To make the kind of mistakes she had never been allowed to make. And to finally meet the girl she had lost somewhere between obedience and expectation.

And then there was Jungkook.

A little too free. A little too reckless.
The kind of person who could turn a missed train into an adventure and a quiet evening into something she would carry with her for years.

He was never supposed to become part of her story.

But somewhere between unfamiliar streets, terrible plans that somehow felt perfect, glances that lingered too long, and nights that refused to end, Mira began to wonder-

What if the life she was meant to live wasn't the one she wanted?

Three months. That was all she had.

Perhaps it would be enough time to fall in love with a different kind of life.
Or perhaps-somewhere between the laughter and the silence-she would fall in love with the one person who made leaving that life feel impossible.