~~~~ JIMIN'S POV~~~~~

There is always a love triangle...

      Weather it is known, a secret, obvious, or completely ignored, they come with many difficulties.

     There are always the two people who both love one another; and then the one guy who's left out.

     In my case, I'm the one who's "left out."

     I've known Jangmi since I was six years of age. I remember spotting her playing in the mud with a friend. I was instantly captivated by her sweet wide smile and soft laugh. I found myself staring at her with large doe eyes, unable to look away. I was curious, so I approached the duo cheerfully playing in the mud. Even at the age of six... I was slightly jealous when I realized the person next to her was a boy.

It was Jeon Jungkook.

    Jungkook was an orphan boy, who just hopped around houses, living with friends and then moving on. He was very strong, sneaky, and a very diligent little boy. He sure knew how to take care of himself.

Jungkook grew up stealing and getting into fights; he would do anything to protect himself.

     Me and Jungkook never really got to know one another. We would often nod in exchange or say a small "hello," but that was it. I eventually became so infatuated with Jangmi that I practically admired her from a distance. Jungkook was always with her—how was I ever supposed to approach her?

It was like they belonged to one another. They couldn't go anywhere without the other

     Eventually, when I was 14, I caught Jangmi all alone. She was washing her clothing in soapy water, wincing as the cuts on her hands came into contact with the liquid. I quickly scooted over, desperate to help. I could feel my heart beat wildly as I was finally about to approach her. I knew her... I knew everything about Jangmi. I knew her favroite color. Her favroite fruit. But she didn't know anything about me. She probably doesn't even know I exist.

    I'm considered an "icon" in the village. I'm well-known, self respecting, handsome, I have a gun, good fighter, etc. Lots of girls flirt when they get the chance. But I've always only wanted one person.

Jangmi.

No one else.

"Hello," I smiled bashfully, approaching her.
She looked up at me with that sweet grin, "Ah, you're Jimin!"
She knows my name...
"I am," I was at loss for words.
"Hey," she had said, pointing to the water, "Do you think... maybe... could you help me? My fingers are stinging..."

     She pulled her hands out of the soapy liquid, blood trickling down her fingers.
"Of course," I smiled, and gladly took over.

      It was the best seven minutes of my life. We talked about ourselves and our interests... but Jungkook repeatedly got brought up into the conversation.

"Jungkook is so good at that, too!"

"Jungkook is an excellent fighter, as well"

"Jungkook--"

The way she talked about him; her eyes sparkled with bliss. I didn't want to give up... what if she really did like me? What if there was a small chance? Or was I just being delusional?

And then, Jungkook came.

He smiled at me, but mainly kept his focus on Jangmi. He didn't seem at all bothered by the fact that we were sitting together. He just brushed me off, and kept both eyes on Jangmi. He listened to carefully to every single word she pronounced, always beating me to a reply.

Jungkook was bleeding. He started getting into fights and brawls at such a young age... he had already killed someone by 14. But then, that was normal in Changu. She didn't seem at all bothered by the fact that he did these things... And that confused me...

    I eventually left, feeling slightly sick. Deep down inside, I knew that I would never stand a chance with Jangmi.

Once I reached sixteen, dynamics changed quite a bit in Changu. When a very dangerous and well-known young man known as "August D" entered the village, things got even more messy. Jungkook and his close friend Hoseok were quick to befriend August D, becoming the worst of the worst criminals in the whole area.

I never really spoke to Jangmi very much after that one special moment. We would talk once and a while, but I tried to stay away from Jungkook. He had changed... because of his new status, many people threatened to hurt Jangmi or use her against him. He became colder and slightly overprotective. But she never stopped spending time with him.

But I was so in love with her...
I was mad for her.

Even though we barely ever talked, just seeing her made me go crazy.

And seeing her with Jungkook... it eventually started to tear me to pieces.

Once we all reached twenty, it was obvious that Jungkook and Jangmi we're deeply in love. Whenever he wasn't with Agust D and Hoseok, he was always with her. I remember, one night, when the sun was just setting, they went out for a walk. I stupidly followed behind, quiet as a mouse. I knew I was going to get hurt. I just knew it. But I was to stupid to let go. I couldn't. I just couldn't.

They stopped at the top of a hill, trying to peer over the tall fences of Changu. They sat down, side by side.

I hid behind a tree... watching them with sharp eyes and alert ears.

"Jangmi," Jungkook uttered in a soft voice. He was like an entirely different person when she was near.

"Yes, Jungkook?" she had asked, pushing her long luscious hair to the side. Even though she was frail and dirty, she was still so beautiful.

"I want to marry you."

There was a long pause. It took ages for his words to register. And when they finally did, I felt as though I couldn't breathe.

I felt my heart shatter.

Nothing had ever hurt more.

"I really love you..." he said, resting a hand on her cheek, "I want you to be mine."

Jangmi tucked her hair behind her ears, "Kookie—."

"I know you're unhappy with me. I know I've done a lot of bad things. But I've done them to protect you Jangmi. I would kill a million more men just to keep you safe. I can build us a proper home. I can—,"

Jungkook was cut off.

But not in a bad way.

My stomach lurched with emotion as Jangmi cupped Jungkook's cheeks, pulling herself against his chest. It was only a matter of time before their lips enclosed, slowly moving at an identical slow and syncopated pace.

It was killing me inside. I felt as though someone had physically ripped my heart from my chest. I felt as though someone had stolen all the breath from my lungs.

I wanted to look away, but I couldn't.

Jungkook drew her closer, and Jangmi encircled her arms around his neck, further deepening their blissful and now feverish kiss.

I forced myself to turn away.
I felt so broken.
All along I knew the truth.
I just refused to believe it.

From then on, whenever I spotted them together that horrible heartbreak returned.

He would playfully peck her neck or cheek in public, causing her to blush. She would buy him new jackets, causing him to pick her up by the waist and twirl her around in the air.

And then, seeing Jangmi, cry desperately for him, made me feel even worse.

And she almost lost her life.
Because of Jungkook.

She loves him that much. Not me.

As the soldiers scream at us to move forward, I push against the crowd, searching for Jangmi. I couldn't just let her lay on the ground with a cut throat like that. Sumi cries for me to come back, but I ignore her.

As I approach Jangmi, I realize another man has already beaten me to her. Her new husband, I presume.

She refuses to look at him. He's screaming at her to stand up.

Just as I'm about to reach her, a solider harshly grabs me by the collar.

"Get back in line," he hisses, pointing to the line.

I cast a longing look back at Jangmi, unable to take my eyes off her.

Why do people always fall in love with the person they can never have?

A/N

Poor Jimin😭😭