Jungkook

The classroom was noisy, but Jungkook only paid attention to you. To the distracted way you chewed on your pen cap, to your low laugh during the teacher's boring explanations. He was still trying to figure out the future—courses, dreams, responsibilities—but one thing was clear: liking you was the easiest part of the day.

You two grew closer gradually, through group projects and late-night messages. It wasn't a dramatic love; it was the kind that grew silently, comfortably, and frighteningly at the same time. Because loving someone while you're still learning how to live is scary.

Sitting next to you in the library, he closes his book and stares at you.

"Can I tell you something kind of silly?" he laughs nervously.
"Every time I think about the future... you're there. Is that strange?"