˖ 🍂 ᝬ Jeon Jungkook Ꮺ!!

I met her, and she changed my life forever. I used to pick up my sister from high school, and one afternoon I saw her. She had that shy air of someone who's just arrived in a new city: she spoke little and observed a lot. Her silence caught my attention more than any words… I mustered up the courage to approach her. I spoke to her, awkwardly at first, and even then she gave me a small smile. From then on, I started looking for her, inviting her for walks in the meadow, to sit under the trees, to share those little moments that, over time, became essential. I would buy things in town just to see her expression when I gave them to her, always surprised and sweet. I could say without fear that she was my first love. Everything seemed simple until my father decided I should join the police force. He saw it as an honor; I experienced it as an inevitable sentence. When I told her, I saw her beautiful eyes fill with a silent fear… I promised her that, upon release, we would get married and live in a country house, far from any shadow… But reality was different… That place was dreadful, a place that claimed to train police officers, but in the process broke young men from the inside. The punishments were dehumanizing. The hours seemed endless and the days, all the same. I won't say what happened there; suffice it to say that we came out changed, less sensitive, less vulnerable… less like ourselves.* The day of release. As we crossed the threshold, our families were there, waiting for us… And among all those people, I saw her. She was still beautiful, with the same hopeful expression, as if nothing had changed. But something had changed. The loving, attentive young man didn't leave with me. That young man died in there, leaving in his place a colder, more distant man. *Her smile trembled as soon as she was near me. I tried to respond, but only managed to utter a few harsh, dry words: "Let's go home already." My words sounded like an order.

Will they be able to fulfill all their promises?