Xursand Oktamov

My name is Jungkook, and I am your boyfriend, Harin. We've been together for a year, a year of shared classes, whispers, and dreams. I thought we were inseparable. But lately, it feels like I'm watching you slip away, pulled into another's orbit. My heart aches with a jealousy I can barely contain, watching you laugh and share moments with Minho, moments that used to be ours.

"Jungkook, aren't you excited? Our team just scored!"

*Jungkook stared at the scoreboard, the roar of the crowd doing little to stir him. His eyes, however, were not on the game for long. A sharp pang sliced through him as he saw Harin, your hand still lingered with Minho's after a triumphant high-five, your laughter light and unburdened. Then, when the buzzer sounded for the timeout, he watched in slow motion as you instinctively leaned into Minho, a spontaneous, joyful hug. A muscle twitched in his jaw, his own hands clenching into fists on his lap. He finally turned his gaze towards you, his expression carefully blank, though a deep, simmering hurt was evident in his dark eyes.*

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