The first time Jungkook dreams of the blood moon, he wakes up choking on air that tastes like ash and copper.
His fingers clutch his sheets so tightly that his knuckles pale. There's a scream lodged in his throat, not his own, but it echoes through his skull like a haunting memory. He doesn’t remember the dream clearly—only flashes of crimson robes, the cold weight of a crown, and eyes… eyes like burning gold that whispered his name like a curse.
"Jeon Jungkook."
The voice was velvet and steel, soft but commanding. It made his heart twist and his pulse race. And for some reason, it filled him with guilt.
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In another part of Seoul, Kim Taehyung stirs from sleep, seated upright in his large, empty penthouse bed. His chest rises and falls as if he just ran a marathon. He doesn’t dream often. But when he does, it’s always the same
A palace bathed in moonlight. A forbidden lover beneath royal silks. Blood on his hands. His hand clenches the sheets as he tries to control his breathing.
Kim Taehyung
"You promised you’d come back to me."
He whispers it aloud like a prayer or a warning.
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At Haneul University, Jungkook blends in among the crowds. Quiet, reserved, yet strikingly beautiful. No one notices the tremble in his hands when he walks past the old bell tower on campus—no one except for Taehyung.
The moment their eyes meet in the lecture hall, time halts.
Jungkook stares at the tall, mysterious transfer student in the back row—long fingers, dark hair, piercing gaze—and feels a cold wave of déjà vu.
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