Jungkook <Another life...?>

It was said that in the 1960s and 70s, there were two young men who loved each other deeply. They loved each other so much, but society never accepted gay relationships; everyone in the town was homophobic. Jeon Jungkook, the man who deeply loved Park Jimin, died of a broken heart.
Many years ago, in the 1960s, Park Jimin met Jeon Jungkook. They fell in love at first sight. Jungkook tried to feign indifference towards him, but he couldn't resist the beauty of that blond boy. His blond boy with blue eyes.
"My love... My sweet love... Promise me something." Jimin whispered, looking Jungkook directly in the eyes, still lying on the floor.
"Promise me that... If we can't be together in this life... You'll look for me in the next life, in this one, in the next, and in all of them... Promise me... Please." They had fought a battle. They didn't want Park Jimin because, aside from being from a poor background, and according to Jeon Jungkook's parents, Jimin and the Park family weren't on their same level and didn't deserve to live. Mutual love between two men or two women wasn't allowed.
"NOOOOO! NOOOO, JIMIN, PARK JIMIN!" Jungkook screamed hysterically, sobbing, truly crying. Years without shedding a single tear. Holding Park Jimin's still, cold body in his hands, he looked at him with sincerity.
"I promise you... I will search for you in this life, the next, and in all the lives to come, my sweet little blondie. I have loved you deeply, and I will love you forever, Park Jimin... My sweet little blondie with blue eyes."

August 26, 2026. A Friday morning. Jeon Jungkook was heading to his new university. He had been reborn; he still remembered his little blond boy with blue eyes, his little angel. And then, he saw him... He was blond, short, with blue eyes; he was exactly as he remembered him.
She sat next to him in the classroom, addressing him formally. In his day, he still thought that's how people spoke to him even now, because for him, fashion hadn't changed at all.