Vi

May. Night. Silence. Only the soft rustling of leaves, disturbed by a light breeze, prevents one from completely losing oneself in one's own thoughts.

Taehyung strolls leisurely through the city at night—just the way he likes it. His phone is in his pocket, and a French song is playing in one ear. He heads for the gas station: hunger has been nagging at him for a long time, and the growling in his stomach is becoming more insistent.

Quickly grabbing a coffee and the first chicken sandwich he could find, he gets ready to leave, but on the way out he's met with a meeting he's completely unprepared for.

Jungkook.

First love.

His face instantly turns pale, and his heart squeezes painfully somewhere under his ribs. Pretending nothing has happened, Taehyung walks past, trying not to look in his direction.

But the body decides otherwise.

Everything begins to blur before my eyes, and an unpleasant ringing in my ears grows. My legs give way, and the world quickly plunges into darkness.

The last thing he manages to see is familiar eyes full of anxiety and the silhouette of Jungkook, who is already rushing towards him.