capturing the tension, vulnerability, and unspoken feelings between Jimin and Jungkook.
It’s late evening. The campus is quiet. Jimin and Jungkook are sitting alone on a bench near the dance studio, the glow of streetlights casting soft shadows around them. Jimin has just told Jungkook about the scholarship offer. There’s a heavy silence between them, thick with everything they’re not saying.
Jimin: (staring at the ground, voice low)
"They want me in Paris... full ride. Top academy. It’s everything I’ve worked for since I was a kid."
Jungkook: (quietly)
"That’s amazing, Jimin. I mean—wow. That’s huge."
(pauses)
"So why do you sound like you just got bad news?"
Jimin: (lets out a hollow laugh)
"Because it feels like bad news. It’s not just about dancing anymore. It’s about leaving everything... everyone behind."
Jungkook: (looking away, jaw tightening)
"You mean leaving me behind."
Jimin: (softly)
"I didn’t say that."
Jungkook: (turns to him, eyes intense)
"You didn’t have to."
(A beat of silence. The wind rustles the leaves. Jimin finally looks up at him.)
Jimin: "What about you, huh? Your dad wants you to quit music. Take over the family business. You’ve barely talked about it."
Jungkook: (bitter smile)
"Yeah. The great Jeon legacy. Fancy suits, board meetings, and pretending like music was just a phase I grew out of."
Jimin: (gently)
"But it’s not a phase. It’s who you are."
Jungkook: (his voice cracks slightly)
"And dancing is who you are. You can’t stay just because of me."
Jimin: (desperate, torn)
"But what if I want to stay because of you?"
Jungkook: (whispers)
"Then I’m the one holding you back. And I could never forgive myself for that."
(They both fall silent again, hearts heavy with decisions they don’t want to make. Jimin’s eyes glisten, but he blinks the tears away.)
Jimin: "What if we’re both being pushed toward lives we don’t want?"
Jungkook: (softly, after a pause)
"Then maybe... we fight for the lives we do want. Even if it’s hard. Even if it’s messy."
Jimin: (a faint smile, eyes meeting his)
"And what if my life... still has you in it?"
(Jungkook holds his gaze, visibly torn but deeply moved.)
Jungkook: "Then maybe it’s worth fighting for even more."
The air between Jimin and Jungkook is thick with emotion. They’ve just opened up about their futures, about maybe fighting for a life they truly want. There’s a rare quietness now, and Jungkook looks like he’s struggling with something deeper—something he's been holding in for too long.
Dialogue:
Jungkook: (voice softer now, eyes downcast)
"You know... when I said music wasn’t a phase, I meant it. It was the only thing that saved me."
Jimin: (gently)
"Saved you from what?"
(Jungkook hesitates. His fingers twitch slightly in his lap, his breathing shallow. He looks like he's debating whether to speak at all.)
Jungkook: (after a long pause)
"When I was younger... things weren’t great at home. Not just pressure about school or the family name. It was—"(he swallows, voice tightening)
"It was nights hiding in my room with headphones on, drowning out yelling. Bruises that didn’t come from training. Music wasn’t a hobby. It was a place to breathe."
(Jimin’s eyes widen, heart breaking a little at the look on Jungkook’s face—pain, shame, and something like fear.)
Jimin: (quietly)
"Jungkook... I had no idea."
Jungkook: (still not meeting his eyes)
"I never talk about it. Not even to my friends. I guess... I thought if I ignored it, it wouldn’t shape me. But it does. Every single day."
(He finally looks up at Jimin, eyes glossy but fierce.)
"And now my father thinks I’m going to becomehim. Sit behind a desk and pretend none of it happened. Like music was just some noise I made to get attention."
Jimin: (Jimin reaches out slowly, placing a hand over Jungkook’s.)
"You’re nothing like him."
(Before Jungkook can respond, the distant sound of footsteps grows louder. A voice breaks through the moment.)
???:
"Hey! There you two are. We've been looking all over—meeting's starting in five!"
(It's one of their classmates, breathless and oblivious to the heavy atmosphere they just walked into.)
(Jungkook immediately pulls his hand away, standing up too quickly. His expression shutters like a door slamming shut. The raw vulnerability vanishes.)
(stiffly)
Jungkook : "Yeah. Coming."
Jimin: (quietly)
"Jungkook—"
Jungkook:
(without looking at him)
Jungkook: "Later. We’ll talk later."
jimin: what happened to him suddenly
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