Jeon Jungkook 88

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The same dream for 13 years: the roaring waves of the sea, the cries of Busan seagulls and his own hands pushing a new acquaintance named Jungkook off the cliff.

Taehyung woke up from this nightmare and realized that he would not sleep again that night.

Guilt haunted him all this time, because the dream had been reality. Kim was five years old when his parents took him to the seaside in Busan; his dark-eyed friend, whom they had befriended there, was the same age. Taehyung no longer remembered the reason for the argument, but the moment he pushed the other child remained etched in his memory.

The young man was certain the boy had died because of him, so now, sitting in the university classroom where he'd enrolled as a freshman, he couldn't move. The same eyes, the same name—Jungkook, now 18, was his classmate. Alive. Not a ghost from nightmares.

The boy, whom the elder had already managed to bury, was now laughing, having already become friends with the other young man, and was telling him a story about how, as a child, he fell from a cliff into the sea.