[Present Day]

The first time Taehyung saw Jungkook, he felt it.

A sharp pull in his chest, like an invisible thread tightening around his heart, yanking him toward a fate he didn't understand.

Jungkook stood in the middle of the crowded university hallway, laughing with his friends, his voice deep and rich. His eyes crinkled at the corners, and his smile was the kind that could make the sun jealous. He had no idea that, somewhere across the hall, Taehyung was standing frozen, staring at him like he had seen a ghost.

Because, in a way, he had.

Memories crashed into Taehyung’s mind like a flood—fragments of another life, another time. A battlefield. Blood-stained hands. Jungkook's voice calling his name, desperate and broken. A promise whispered before everything went black.

"Find me."

His knees nearly buckled.

"Taehyung?" Jimin's voice pulled him back to the present. His best friend was watching him with concern. "You okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost."

A ghost. Yes. That was exactly what Jungkook was to him.

"I'm fine," Taehyung murmured, forcing his legs to move, his heartbeat still erratic. He couldn’t look away from Jungkook, who still hadn't noticed him.

But deep down, Taehyung knew.

Jungkook would notice him soon.

Because he always did.

And the story would start again.

~

[Flashback – A Past Life]

The night sky was painted in streaks of fire as the city burned. Soldiers ran through the streets, their swords clashing, their screams lost in the chaos.

Amidst the destruction, two figures stood in the shadows of a ruined temple.

"You have to leave," Jungkook whispered urgently, gripping Taehyung’s wrist. His dark eyes, filled with emotion, burned into Taehyung’s soul. "If they find you, they’ll kill you."

Taehyung shook his head. "I can’t. Not without you."

Jungkook exhaled shakily, his fingers tightening around Taehyung’s. "If you stay, we both die."

But Taehyung had already made his choice.

"If dying is the price of loving you, then I’ll pay it."

A heartbeat of silence. Then Jungkook crushed their lips together, desperate, bruising. It tasted like war, like sorrow, like a goodbye neither of them wanted to say.

And then—

A sword. A scream. A promise shattered in blood.

"Find me."

~

[Present Day]

Taehyung snapped back to reality, gasping for air. His hands trembled. The memories were getting clearer, coming faster. This had never happened before—he had never remembered so much so soon.

"Taehyung?" Jimin was looking at him like he might pass out any second.

"I'm fine," Taehyung lied.

Across the hallway, Jungkook finally turned, his gaze locking onto Taehyung’s.

And just like that, the thread between them tightened again.

Fate had started its cruel game once more.

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[Present Day]

Taehyung stood frozen as Jungkook’s gaze locked onto his.

A shiver ran down his spine, but it wasn’t fear—it was recognition. Even though Jungkook didn’t know him yet, Taehyung could feel the pull, the same invisible thread that had bound them together in every lifetime.

Jungkook frowned slightly, as if trying to place him, before his attention was pulled away by one of his friends. He turned back to his conversation, unaware that the man standing across the hallway had once died in his arms.

Taehyung exhaled, forcing himself to look away.

"Not again."

He had spent lifetimes chasing after Jungkook, surrendering to a love that always ended in suffering. This time, he would be different. He wouldn’t let fate play its cruel game.

He wouldn’t fall in love with Jungkook.

Not again.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Jimin asked beside him. “You look like you’ve seen your long-lost lover or something.”

Taehyung let out a humorless laugh. If only you knew, Jimin.

“I’m fine,” he said. “Let’s go.”

But even as he walked away, he could still feel Jungkook’s presence. Like a shadow from another life that refused to fade.

\[Flashback – A Past Life\]

The air smelled of salt and fire.

Taehyung stood on the edge of a wooden ship, staring at the vast ocean stretching endlessly before him. The night sky was endless, scattered with stars, but he didn’t feel free.

Because behind him, on the shore, stood Jungkook.

The prince he had sworn to protect. The man he had betrayed.

“Don’t go,” Jungkook’s voice was barely a whisper, yet it cut through the roaring waves. “Please, Taehyung.”

Taehyung clenched his fists. If he stayed, they would both die. If he left, only one of them would.

“I have to,” Taehyung said. His voice shook, but his resolve did not. “This is the only way.”

Jungkook took a step forward. “I would rather die with you than live without you.”

The words hit Taehyung harder than any blade ever had. But he couldn’t let his heart waver. He had made his choice.

Without another word, he turned and stepped onto the ship.

The last thing he saw before the sails carried him away was Jungkook’s heartbroken face—

And the flicker of a blade in the moonlight.

A sharp gasp. A choked cry.

Taehyung turned back just in time to see Jungkook collapse to the ground, blood pooling beneath him.

No—

"Find me," Jungkook whispered. Then his eyes closed, and Taehyung screamed.

\[Present Day\]

Taehyung jolted awake, his chest heaving. His hands clenched the sheets of his bed as he struggled to steady his breathing.

Another memory. Another death.

He ran a trembling hand through his hair. This wasn’t fair. Why did he have to remember it all? Why was he cursed to relive these tragedies over and over?

His phone buzzed on his nightstand. He reached for it, trying to ground himself in the present.

A message from Jimin.

Jimin: "Party at the rooftop tomorrow. You’re coming. No excuses."

Taehyung sighed. Maybe he needed a distraction. Maybe if he surrounded himself with people, he could forget—just for a little while.

But deep down, he already knew.

No matter how much he tried to escape, fate would always pull him back.

And this time, Jungkook had already noticed him.

It had begun again.

[Present Day – University Rooftop]

The rooftop buzzed with music and laughter, the air thick with the scent of alcohol and cigarette smoke. Students crowded around makeshift tables, their voices blending into a chaotic hum. Taehyung stood near the railing, a half-empty drink in his hand, staring at the city lights.

He hadn't wanted to come.

But Jimin had dragged him here, claiming he needed to “loosen up” and “stop looking like a tragic novel’s main character.”

If only Jimin knew how right he was.

“Spacing out again?” Jimin nudged his shoulder. “You should at least try to have fun.”

“I’m fine,” Taehyung said, though the lie felt heavier than usual.

Jimin sighed but didn’t push further. Instead, he gestured toward a group of students near the center of the rooftop. “They’re playing some dumb dare game. You should join.”

Taehyung shook his head. “Not interested.”

Jimin rolled his eyes. “Of course not.” He grabbed a drink and took a sip before smirking. “But guess who’s here?”

Taehyung didn’t have to ask.

He felt it before Jimin even spoke.

Jungkook.

He turned, and there he was—leaning casually against the rooftop wall, laughing at something his friend said. The neon city lights reflected in his dark eyes, making them gleam like something otherworldly. His sharp jawline, the way he tilted his head slightly when he laughed—it was painfully familiar.

Too familiar.

Taehyung gripped his glass tighter. Not again.

As if sensing his gaze, Jungkook looked up.

And their eyes met.

A jolt shot through Taehyung’s chest. He expected Jungkook to look away, uninterested. But he didn’t. Instead, Jungkook tilted his head slightly, as if trying to figure something out.

Then, to Taehyung’s horror, he started walking toward him.

“Oh, shit,” Jimin whispered beside him, barely containing a grin. “He’s coming over.”

Panic rose in Taehyung’s throat. He wasn’t ready for this. He needed to leave. He needed to—

“Hey,” Jungkook’s voice was smooth, deep. Too familiar.

Taehyung forced himself to look at him, keeping his expression blank. “Hey.”

Jungkook studied him for a moment. Then he smirked. “Do I know you?”

Taehyung’s heart clenched.

Yes. In another life, in a hundred other lives. You knew me better than anyone ever could.

But here, in this life, Jungkook didn’t remember.

Taehyung swallowed the lump in his throat and forced a casual shrug. “I don’t think so.”

Jungkook hummed, his eyes never leaving Taehyung’s face. “Strange. You seem… familiar.”

The words hit harder than they should have.

Before Taehyung could respond, a loud voice interrupted them.

“Jungkook!” One of his friends called out. “Come on, your turn for the dare!”

Jungkook sighed, but before leaving, he looked at Taehyung again, his gaze lingering. “See you around.”

Taehyung watched him go, his chest aching.

He had promised himself he wouldn’t fall again.

But fate was already tightening its grip.

\[Flashback – A Past Life\]

The wind howled through the mountains, carrying the scent of pine and blood.

Taehyung sat beside a dying fire, his cloak wrapped tightly around him. The night was cold, but the warmth in his chest burned hotter than any flame.

Because next to him, Jungkook lay asleep.

His breathing was steady, his face peaceful. In this moment, there was no war, no betrayal, no impending tragedy. Just them, hidden away in the mountains, pretending the world didn’t exist.

Taehyung reached out, brushing a strand of hair from Jungkook’s face.

He had sworn he wouldn’t love him again. That he wouldn’t let history repeat itself.

But as Jungkook stirred, his sleepy eyes meeting Taehyung’s with a soft, knowing smile—Taehyung knew.

He was already doomed.

[Present Day]

Taehyung clenched his fists as he walked home alone.

He had tried to keep his distance. He had tried to stop fate from pulling him in.

But it was useless.

Jungkook was already looking at him like he had known him before.

And Taehyung knew exactly how this story would end.