Soft gold light fills the room. Jungkook stands in front of a tall mirror, dressed in his black tuxedo. He isn’t fixing his tie anymore—he’s just staring at his reflection with a cold, blank face.
namjoon
It’s not too late. You can still walk away from this.
Jungkook
It’s already decided
namjoon
Namjoon leaves. The door closes. Now, the room is silent.
Jungkook
(inner thoughts):
"They say love makes you strong. But right now... it’s tearing me apart."
"I thought betraying him would protect our world, protect the Black Lotus… but maybe I just wanted to protect myself."
"Because I knew, if I looked him in the eyes and told him the truth—I’d fall apart."
His hand tightens around the ribbon. It cuts into his palm. Blood appears slowly.
Jungkook
(whispers under his breath):
“…I’m sorry, Taehyang.
Please hate me enough…
to survive this.”
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