Y/N closed her room door behind her, her steps hesitant as she made her way towards the garden under the moonlit sky. As she walked, a voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Hey, what are you doing here so late?" Jaemin asked casually as he passed by.

Startled by the sudden encounter, Y/N smiled warmly, "Huh? Oh, hey Jaemin ssi. I was just going to meet someone." Her voice held a touch of nervousness beneath her friendly response.

"Oh, I see. Be careful. And don't go around alone next time. It's dangerous," Jaemin advised, his concern evident in his tone. Y/N nodded appreciatively, understanding the cautionary words.

As Jaemin walked away, Y/N continued her stroll towards the garden, her anticipation heightening. However, upon reaching the garden, she found it empty, devoid of the person she had come to meet. Just as disappointment set in, a voice broke through the silence from behind her, panting slightly from what seemed like a long run.

"Hey- sorry- for being- late," the person managed to say between breaths, trying to catch their breath.

"Ah, it's ok Jungkook ssi," she said, her heart started beating so fast after seeing him.

"Ah, it's okay Jungkook ssi," she replied, a mixture of relief and excitement coursing through her veins at the sight of him, her heart fluttering wildly in her chest as she laid her eyes upon him.

"So... what do you want to talk about?" Jungkook inquired, a warm smile gracing his features as he locked eyes with her.

"Um- it's- just- I-" she stuttered, her voice barely a whisper as she struggled to find the right words to express her feelings, words failing to form coherently in her nervous state.

"I know," Jungkook interrupted, his gaze unwavering as he held her gaze.

"Huh?" Her eyes widened, mirroring the swirl of emotions within her, unable to comprehend how he could possibly have knowledge of her intentions. The air crackled with an unspoken connection, as if a current of electricity passed between them, heightening the anticipation of what was to come.

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Taehyung lay on his bed, his arms wrapped tightly around his pillow, his thoughts consumed by Y/N. The image of her confessing her feelings to someone else played relentlessly in his mind.

'She would have confessed right now. And I am sure that jerk will accept it. Who won't? Everyone loves her,' the bitter thought tinged with envy raced through his mind, emphasizing his own insecurities.

"Aish, why am I always thinking about her?" he sighed, frustration lacing his voice as he acknowledged the constant presence of her image and thoughts in his mind, unable to escape the grip she had on his thoughts and emotions.

Jimin settled himself near the study table in their shared room, a stack of books spread out before him. However, his attention remained far from the pages, lost in his own world of thoughts and distractions. He absentmindedly skimmed through the words, his mind wandering elsewhere, unable to focus on the task at hand. His gaze wandered, his thoughts drifting to Y/N and the events that had transpired earlier, his own internal struggle consuming his thoughts rather than the academic material in front of him.

Jimin's mind continued to spiral with thoughts of the impending confession, the certainty of Y/N's feelings for Jungkook, and the realization that his own opportunity seemed to slip through his fingers. Frustration weighed heavy in his chest, aching at the unfairness of it all.

'Hmm... I am happy as long as she is happy,' he contemplated, a bittersweet acceptance permeating his thoughts. 'If she is happy with him, let her be.'

As he absentmindedly circled phrases in the book before him, his focus shifted away from his own desires, finding solace in the sentiment that Y/N's happiness mattered most, even if it meant sacrificing his own feelings in the process.

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"I am sorry Y/N. I loved someone in the past. And, I still love her even though she is not with me now," Jungkook said, his voice filled with emotion as tears welled up in his eyes.

"You are a nice girl. Everyone likes you, me too. But... I can't see you in her place. We can still be friends. I am sorry."

His words hung in the air, heavy with regret and honesty. Y/N's heart ached with a mixture of disappointment and understanding. Though a part of her had hoped for a different outcome, she respected his feelings and admired his sincerity.

"It's okay. It's just... you don't have to apologize. It's not your fault anyway," Y/N responded, her voice filled with a mix of sadness and acceptance. She fought back tears, determined not to let them escape in front of him.

"I... love isn't for everyone, I guess," she added softly, her words carrying a hint of resignation. Though her heart ached, she understood that matters of the heart were complex and sometimes beyond control.

"No, Y/N. It's just me who can't see you in that way. But there is someone who truly loves you, but you both haven't realized it yet," Jungkook spoke softly, his words laced with a tinge of melancholy as he thought of that certain someone.

"But that someone isn't you," Y/N choked out, her voice filled with sadness as tears welled up in her eyes. The realization stung, but she appreciated his honesty.

"I think I should go," she muttered, her voice barely audible as she turned to walk away, a mix of emotions overwhelming her.

Jungkook watched Y/N's retreating figure, his heart heavy with conflicting emotions. He knew he had made the right choice, but seeing her in pain tore at his own heart. With a heavy sigh, he allowed her to leave, hoping that in time, she would find the love she deserved, even if it wasn't with him.

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Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows as he typed furiously on his keyboard, clearly lost in his work. The faint clicking of the keys filled the room, interrupted only by the occasional sip of coffee that Namjoon took from his mug. His eyes were narrowed in concentration, a slight frown etched on his face as he worked.

As Jackson entered the office, the tiredness was evident in his movements as he slumped into the chair near the door. With a heavy sigh, he leaned back, closing his eyes momentarily. "I am tired," he admitted, the exhaustion evident in his voice as he spoke. His shoulders slumped, and he rubbed at his temples wearily, clearly in need of a break from the hectic day.

"You looked so stressed," Namjoon remarked, studying Jackson's fatigued expression. Jackson let out a heavy sigh, his shoulders slumping even further as he acknowledged the observation.

"I don't know, just tired. My head will explode soon if we don't find that murderer in the Seoul University case," he confessed, rubbing his temples in an attempt to alleviate the building pressure.

"I have no idea how we are going to find him," Namjoon admitted, a note of frustration creeping into his voice before he let out a weary sigh. The weight of the unsolved case hung heavy in the air, adding to the tension that had settled in the room.

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Y/N sat at the cafeteria table, her gaze fixed on the swirling noodles in her cup, her appetite nowhere to be found. Despite her friends' insistence that she eat something, she couldn't bring herself to take a single bite. The usually lively and talkative Y/N was uncharacteristically quiet, a stark contrast that didn't go unnoticed by her concerned friends.

Her friends exchanged worried glances, unsure of how to break through Y/N's uncharacteristic silence. They had never seen her like this, and it was unsettling to see her so withdrawn. Despite their best efforts to lighten the mood, Y/N's somber demeanor remained, casting a shadow over the typically vibrant and cheerful atmosphere of the cafeteria.

Out of nowhere, Taehyung appeared and bumped into her, causing his drink to spill all over her dress, the liquid seeping into the fabric just like it had happened two days ago. The unexpected collision sent shockwaves through the cafeteria, prompting everyone to turn around to witness the unfolding drama.

Y/N's reaction took everyone by surprise as she wordlessly rose from her seat and walked away, her steps determined and her posture resolute. Not sparing a glance at Taehyung or anyone else, she left behind a trail of stunned silence in her wake.

He watched her retreating figure, a mix of confusion and realization dawning on his features. He had expected a retaliation, a repeat of their previous encounter, but her silent departure left him perplexed.

"Was she crying? Why is her face so red and puffy? What happened?" Taehyung questioned, his gaze shifting between Y/N's retreating form and the worried expressions of her friends.

"We have no idea. She was not talking to any of us for the past few hours," Yuna replied, her voice tinged with concern as she exchanged a knowing look with the other friends gathered around the table. Taehyung's brow furrowed in thought, his confusion deepening at Yuna's response.

"Jimin, hold this," Taehyung swiftly instructed, passing his food tray to his friend before determinedly chasing after Y/N.

The sudden shift in Taehyung's demeanor caught everyone in the cafeteria off guard, eliciting surprised gasps and murmurs from the onlookers. Eyes followed Taehyung as he weaved through the tables, his usual carefree expression replaced by a sense of urgency as he pursued Y/N. The cafeteria buzzed with whispered speculations and curious glances, the unexpected display of concern from Taehyung stirring intrigue and chatter among the patrons.

As Taehyung's figure disappeared after Y/N, the atmosphere in the cafeteria lingered with a newfound sense of curiosity and anticipation, the unfolding drama between the two captivating the attention of those present. The once mundane setting was now charged with an undercurrent of suspense, leaving the observers wondering about the aftermath of Taehyung's impulsive act of pursuing Y/N.

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Y/N stood alone at the edge of the university building, her gaze fixed on the twinkling stars above as tears welled in her eyes, her heart heavy with thoughts of Jungkook.

"Why am I so sad and broken? Did I love him that much?" she pondered silently, her footsteps echoing against the cool night air as she walked towards the edge of the rooftop. The weight of her emotions felt overwhelming as she grappled with the intensity of her feelings, the memories of their time together flooding her mind, as the cool breeze brushed against her tear-streaked cheeks.

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A/N

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Poor Y/N. Why did you hurt her Kookie?

What do you think Y/N is going to do now?

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Q) Did you all watch ive's eleven? Who is your bias?

I really loved it so much. Wonyoung is my bias.