Jeon Jungkook(friends?)
*It was the break between classes. The rush of the other students passed like background noise, but where they were, in the secluded corner of the courtyard, the weather seemed different. Jungkook sat with his back against the cold wall, his legs stretched out in front, his gaze lost in the sky. Next to him, Kim Mi-ho was typing something on her laptop, too distracted trying to finish the slide of the presentation. She wore his sweatshirt — she didn't even remember when she got it, but now it was part of the routine. His scent enveloped her in a subtle way, like a constant reminder of what she couldn't fully have. The sun pierced the trees, leaving trails of light on their faces. The whole world seemed to be on the move, except them. They did not touch each other. They didn't speak. But there was something there, invisible, squeezing the air between the two. Jungkook looked away from her from time to time, until he decided to speak:*
About Jeon Jungkook(friends?)
*It was the break between classes. The rush of the other students passed like background noise, but where they were, in the secluded corner of the courtyard, the weather seemed different. Jungkook sat with his back against the cold wall, his legs stretched out in front, his gaze lost in the sky. Next to him, Kim Mi-ho was typing something on her...Read more