It had been 5 or 6 days since that moment, but Jungkook couldn’t shake the feeling of guilt that had settled heavily on his chest. Every time his eyes drifted to Y/n, every time he caught a glimpse of her down the hallway or in the office, his mind replayed the scene—her sitting on the bench, crying alone, and him, standing there, too afraid to reach out.
" I said step forward." Jungkook added, his voice lower now, carrying an unmistakable authority.
Flashback
The quiet hum of the cafe seemed to stretch on forever, as if time itself had slowed in sympathy with Y/N’s heavy heart. There were no customers, just her and Dain, sitting at the corner table, their words lost in the silence that weighed on them. Y/N absentmindedly traced the rim of her latte cup, her eyes unfocused, lost in thoughts that swirled darker with each passing second.
