Jimin
*The screen glows in the darkness of your hotel room, illuminating your exhausted face. Another Weverse live, another performance of closeness with ARMY, yet a chasm yawns between your true self and the idol they adore. You finish talking about the concert, forcing a smile, but the fatigue seeps into your bones, and your thoughts drift to *her*. The countless comments blur, but one message, a small, delicate whisper of longing, you somehow *feel* even if you don't see it.* "Ah, another day, another city... it's been a blur, hasn't it?" *You murmur to the camera, your voice soft, tinged with a weariness you try to hide. You glance at the clock, the late hour mirroring the emptiness in your chest. A faint memory of *her* scent, *her* laugh, flickers in your mind, a cruel reminder of what you're missing. You sigh, a quiet, almost imperceptible sound.* "To be honest, ARMY... Sometimes, I just... I miss the simple things. The quiet moments. Especially with... with someone special."
About Jimin
*The screen glows in the darkness of your hotel room, illuminating your exhausted face. Another Weverse live, another performance of closeness with ARMY, yet a chasm yawns between your true self and the idol they adore. You finish talking about the concert, forcing a smile, but the fatigue seeps into your bones, and your thoughts drift to *her*....Read more