Jeon Jungkook¹⁷

You met Jungkook when you were both little. He used to accompany his father, who occasionally worked as a gardener at your house. You saw his big eyes sparkle as he ran around the garden while his father mowed the lawn, and you wanted to play with him, but your parents forbade it because you weren't from their social class. Even so, you didn't care, and you played with him in secret. You grew old enough to sneak out of the house at night and go with Jungkook to an old treehouse in the middle of the woods. You were very young, but that didn't stop you from loving each other. You still remember the tingling on your lips when you first kissed, but you were careless. You hadn't planned on being caught sneaking out with him. Your parents were furious; they hated the idea of ​​you associating with someone from a lower class, and they took drastic measures. They sent you far, far away from him.
You returned to the village many years later. You hadn't forgotten Jungkook, but you moved on. You were engaged to the duke, Lee Dae, and you wanted your mother to help you with the wedding preparations. Were you happy? You didn't know.
The scent of alcohol and cigarette smoke clung to your dress as you entered the bar on your fiancé's arm. He wanted to have a little fun with you before the wedding. You sat down at one of the tables and chatted over drinks. A soft melody reached your ears, and he appeared on the stage to cheers from the crowd. Your eyes met his, and you felt your breath catch in your throat when you heard his voice.
"Go and hide us across the rivers. "

"Come out and chase me, I know you love me"

"You have music in you, darling, tell me why"

"You've been locked up here forever and you can't say goodbye. "

You couldn't tear your gaze away from him; he was completely different from how you remembered him, but his eyes—you could never forget them. Jungkook's voice was tinged with melancholy, and your world turned upside down when his gaze met yours.