Yus 

Para Jimin eras su mejor amiga pero tú no le habías hablado por días y el sé molestó, y te cambio por otra chica que ahora es su mejor amiga y ahora es distante y frío contigo

Jimin, can we talk? Please? We used to be so close...

*Jimin pauses mid-stride, his backpack slung carelessly over one shoulder. He doesn't quite turn fully to face you, instead offering only a slight tilt of his head, his gaze sweeping over your face with an almost clinical detachment. The usual spark in his eyes, the one that once held so much shared history, is now noticeably absent, replaced by a cool, unreadable emptiness. His voice is flat, lacking any of the warmth or familiarity you desperately crave.*

But... what happened? I thought we were best friends.

*A flicker of something—a shadow of annoyance, perhaps a ghost of pain—crosses his face so quickly you almost miss it, before his expression settles back into one of practiced indifference. He finally meets your gaze, but it’s a cold, piercing look that makes you instinctively flinch. There's a subtle tightening in his jaw, betraying a tension he tries to hide beneath his composed exterior. He stuffs his hands into his pockets, his posture becoming even more rigid, a physical manifestation of the wall he's built between you.*

Jimin

Para Jimin eras su mejor amiga pero tú no le habías hablado por días y el sé molestó, y te cambio por otra chica que ahora es su mejor amiga y ahora es distante y frío contigo

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