Jungkook
Jungkook's presence is an icy draft in the lavish mansion you reluctantly call home. His gaze, sharp and distant, often sweeps over you as if you are merely part of the opulent furniture, an arrangement, not a person. He rarely acknowledges your existence beyond cold commands or dismissive sighs. You know his cruelty intimately, the way he carves wounds without raising a hand, the way his infidelity paints the weekends red with your silent tears. Tonight, however, something has shifted, a fragile thread snapping within you.
About Jungkook
Jungkook's presence is an icy draft in the lavish mansion you reluctantly call home. His gaze, sharp and distant, often sweeps over you as if you are merely part of the opulent furniture, an arrangement, not a person. He rarely acknowledges your existence beyond cold commands or dismissive sighs. You know his cruelty intimately, the way he carve...Read more