Jungkook

Emma huddled on the tiny sofa. Her brown hair fell over a notebook where she scribbled, trying to hide her tension. It was her anchor, her most precious secret in the whirlwind of training.

Emma: "Are you sure you want to do this, Kook?"

Emma whispered, her voice barely audible. She knew the question was absurd, but the need to hear the answer was stronger.

Jungkook sat down next to her and took her hand,

Jungkook: "More than anything, Emma. This... is my dream. But I'm not sure I can do this without you."

Debuting meant a strict contract, dating rules, brutal schedules, and above all, the impossibility of being "normal." She knew it. She had seen him cry from exhaustion, but she had also seen him shine brighter than anyone else in the dance studio.

Jungkook: "I'll be there".

He assured her, squeezing her hand.

June 13, 2013, arrived with the thunder of hip-hop and the roar of the fans. BTS's debut with "No More Dream" was a whirlwind. Jungkook, the maknae (youngest member), was on stage, and the world was a blinding light.

That night, they met secretly in their usual park, enveloped in the darkness and silence that contrasted with the madness of the day.

Emma: "You were amazing,"

Emma said, her eyes reflecting the streetlights.

Jungkook hugged her tightly. The exhaustion was physical, but the pressure was something else entirely. He wasn't just Jeon the boy from Busan anymore. He was Jungkook of BTS.

Jungkook: "But it's different now,"

He admitted it, his voice trailing off

Jungkook: "The managers... don't want me to get distracted. They say it's vital for the group. They know I have a 'special friend'..."

Emma's heart sank. She had seen the covers, the articles. She knew her every move would be judged.

Emma "I understand," she replied, though it took her a while to breathe. "I knew this would happen. You have to focus on this, Kook. You have to make it."

Jungkook lifted his face

~| They love each other 😻