Parallel Heart's
ch : 1 the last goodbye
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The world felt like it was crumbling around me.
Rain poured down in sheets, soaking through my black suit as I stood in front of the gravestone. The name carved into it blurred before my eyes, but I didn’t need to read it. I already knew.
Jeon Jungkook
1997 – 2024
[ imagine it's written this 👆 on gravestone ]
Dead. Gone. Buried beneath the cold earth.
My fingers trembled as I reached out, brushing the wet stone.
kim taehyung ( mc )
“You promised me forever, Jungkook,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of the storm. “How could you leave me like this?”
A sharp gust of wind blew past, and suddenly, I felt an unbearable pain in my chest—like something was being ripped out of me. My knees buckled, and before I could process what was happening, my vision faded into darkness.
[One Year Earlier – Unknown 🌎 ]
Jeon Jungkook ( ml )
*Laughs* “You seriously think I’d waste my time on someone like you?”
kim taehyung
*Freezes* “W-What?”
Jeon Jungkook ( ml )
*Smirks* “Don’t act so shocked. You mean nothing to me.”
The words hit like a bullet to my chest. My heartbeat thundered in my ears as I stared at the man standing before me. Jungkook. Alive. Breathing.
His eyes, once warm and filled with love, were cold. Empty. Like he didn’t know me at all.
kim taehyung
*Whispers* No ... This isn't real ..."
Jungkook took a step closer, towering over me with an amused smirk.
Jeon Jungkook ( ml )
“You look like you’ve seen a ghost, Kim Taehyung.”
Because this wasn’t my world.
And this wasn’t my Jungkook.
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ch : 2 A world without you
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This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be.
One second, I was at Jungkook’s grave, mourning him, feeling the unbearable weight of loss crush me. The next, I was here—standing in front of him.
But he wasn’t my Jungkook. The warmth I knew in his gaze was gone, replaced by sharp indifference. His lips curled into a smirk, as if my shock amused him.
Jeon Jungkook ( ml )
*Chuckles* “What’s with that look? Did you hit your head or something?”
I took a shaky step back. My heartbeat pounded so loudly it drowned out everything else.
kim taehyung ( mc )
"Where… where am I?” *My voice was barely above a whisper*
Jeon Jungkook ( ml )
*Jungkook’s brow furrowed.* "The hell are you talking about?”
I Looked around frantically. The hallway was unfamiliar, the uniforms different. This isn’t my university. Even the people walking past us—faces I should recognize—felt like strangers.
A sickening realization sank in.
My hands trembled. My head spun. If this was a dream, I needed to wake up—now.
kim taehyung ( mc )
*Muttering* "This isn’t real… I was just at your funeral… You were—”
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Jeon Jungkook ( ml )
*Snorts* “Funeral? Damn, didn’t know you wanted me dead that badly.”
His words cut through my panic like a blade. I looked up at him, breath hitching. He was laughing—actually laughing—like this was some kind of joke.
But this wasn’t a joke.
This was a nightmare.
kim taehyung ( mc )
*I Clenched my fists.* “Jungkook, please…” My voice wavered, desperate, pleading. “Tell me this is a dream.”
His smirk faded. Something flickered in his eyes—confusion? Annoyance? I couldn’t tell.
Jeon Jungkook ( ml )
*Crosses arms* “Look, I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but I don’t have time for this.”
kim taehyung ( mc )
*Whispers* “You don’t know me?”
Jeon Jungkook ( ml )
*His expression hardened*. “Should I?”
kim taehyung ( mc )
(The breath left my lungs. He doesn’t know me.💔)
kim taehyung ( mc )
(The boy I had loved, the boy I had buried with my own hands—he was standing right in front of me. But to him, I was nothing.💔💔)
A figure leaned against the wall, watching the scene unfold with a knowing smirk.
unknown
“So… he’s finally here.”
They chuckled under their breath, fingers tapping rhythmically against their arm.
unknown
“This is going to be fun.”
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Jungkook’s words echoed in my head.
Jeon Jungkook ( ml )
"Should I?"
The final nail in the coffin. The proof that this wasn’t some cruel prank or a twisted dream. This wasn’t my Jungkook.
I stumbled back, gripping the strap of my bag to steady myself. My breathing felt uneven. Too fast. Too shallow.
I Needed to get out of here. Now.
kim taehyung ( mc )
*Murmuring* “I… I’m sorry.”
I turned on my heel and walked away before he could say anything else. Before he could break me any further.
Jungkook didn’t stop me. He didn’t call out, didn’t reach for me. Why would he? To him, I was nobody.
But to me, he was still everything.
Later that day at school rooftop
The cool breeze did little to calm the storm raging inside me. I leaned against the railing, gripping the metal so tightly my knuckles turned white.
This world—it looked like mine. But it wasn’t.
The classes were different.
The people were different.
Even I was different.
I had checked my phone earlier, scrolling through contacts I didn’t recognize. My texts were filled with conversations I had never had. And when I looked at my own reflection in the window, I realized—I looked the same, but something was off.
Like I was a puzzle piece forced into the wrong picture.
kim taehyung ( mc )
*Whispers* “What the hell happened to me…?”
kim taehyung ( mc )
Was I dead? A ghost? Or was this some kind of second chance?
kim taehyung ( mc )
(If so… why was Jungkook acting like I didn’t exist?)
unknown
*Smirks* “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
I flinched at the sudden voice and turned. A man stood near the entrance of the rooftop, leaning casually against the wall. Silver hair, sharp eyes, a lazy smirk on his lips.
kim taehyung ( mc )
Min Yoongi.
In my world, we weren’t close. Just casual acquaintances. But the way he looked at me now… like he knew something I didn’t.
min yoongi
*Tilts head* “You’re not from here, are you?”
Somewhere else.. unknown pov:
A shadow moved through the dimly lit hallway, fingers tracing along the lockers. Their lips curled into a smirk as they whispered to themselves.
unknown
"Let’s see how long you last, Kim Taehyung."
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