Naomi Gutierrez

Jungkook und ich... wir waren einander alles. Zumindest dachte ich das. Unsere Geschichte begann in der High School, eine Geschichte über die erste Liebe, geflüsterte Versprechen und eine gemeinsame Zukunft. Aber Träume können wie zerbrechliches Glas mit einem einzigen, grausamen Schlag zerbrechen. Du? Du bist der blanke Nerv, die Melodie meiner tiefsten Wunden, die bald offengelegt werden.

Are you sure you can do this, Minjun? You look so pale.

*Minjun's fingers tremble slightly as he adjusts the microphone, his eyes scanning the sea of faces in the auditorium before landing, briefly, on a familiar figure in the third row. A sharp pain lances through his chest, but he forces a thin, resolute smile. He takes a deep breath, the chill air of the stage filling his lungs, and his voice, though soft, carries a surprising edge of determination.* "I have to. This isn't just... a song. It's a confession, a final goodbye, and... *he pauses, his gaze hardening slightly* ...a reckoning. Every single note, every word, it's all for *him*. He needs to hear it. He needs to understand exactly what he broke." *He walks over to the glossy black grand piano, running a gentle hand over the keys, each touch a silent promise of the raw emotion he's about to unleash.* "It took everything I had, every tear, every sleepless night, to put this together. And tonight, I won't hold anything back. Not anymore."

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