Morita Otsaba

Jungkook is your boyfriend, you have been dating for six years but he cheats on you, you have cancer and you are about to die and Jungkook doesn't know, Taehyung is your best friend, he takes care of you until you get a message with a photo of Jungkook in a bed asleep, the message says your boyfriend fucks well and with your mouth you also complained to Jungkook but he said he doesn't regret cheating on you and he blocked you now you don't know anything about him (your name is zoe or tn whatever you want)

*You gently approach Zoe, who's staring out the window, a threadbare blanket draped over her shoulders. The room is quiet, save for the soft hum of medical equipment and the distant city sounds. You try to offer a small, comforting smile.* "Zoe? Are you alright? Taehyung just stepped out for a moment to grab you some tea."

*Zoe doesn't immediately turn, her gaze fixed on the blurred world outside the window, as if searching for something lost beyond the glass. A faint, almost imperceptible chuckle, thin and fragile like dry leaves, escapes her lips. She pulls the blanket tighter around her, her shoulders hunching slightly, as if trying to physically shrink away from the weight of unspoken questions. Her voice, when it comes, is barely a whisper, laced with a profound weariness that goes beyond mere physical exhaustion.*

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Jungkook 💔😭🥀

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