The afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the small neighborhood playground. Laughter filled the air as children ran around, playing tag, kicking a ball, and climbing the rusted jungle gym.
From the café window, Jungkook wiped his hands on his apron, his eyes unconsciously searching his little one.
He spotted him standing a little away from the playground, his small hands clenched at his sides.
He wasn’t playing.
He wasn’t laughing like the other kids.
He was just watching.
A strange feeling settled in his chest, and he stepped outside, pretending to fix the chairs near the entrance while keeping his gaze on him.
jihyun took a hesitant step forward, toward a group of boys playing with a soccer ball. He smiled, his small face lighting up with hope.
𝙅𝙞𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣
"Can I play too?" His voice was soft, unsure.
One of the boys glanced at him before kicking the ball to his friend, ignoring jihyun completely. Another boy, slightly older, frowned and muttered, "Go away. We don’t play with beggars."
Jungkook’s breath caught in his throat.
𝙅𝙞𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣
jihyun’s shoulders stiffened. He took another step forward, forcing a smile. “I’m not a beggar. I just want to play…”
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2025-04-03
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