A strange encounter

✨ Fated to You

The sun slipped behind the hills, leaving the village bathed in violet dusk. Jungkook tightened the straps of the basket on his back as he made his way home from the river. The night always came alive in ways the day never did—whispers in the trees, the soft hum of crickets, the pale shimmer of moonlight dancing across the blossoms. Tonight, though, the air felt different. He couldn’t shake the memory of what he had seen the night before: a boy under the blossoms, glowing faintly in silver light, gone before he could even blink.

As he passed the orchard, a sudden rustle broke the quiet. His body froze. It wasn’t just the wind. The sound was heavier, sharper, like something moving with purpose. Carefully setting his basket down, Jungkook stepped between the rows of trees, his breath shallow.

That’s when he saw it.

A shadow crouched near the ground, eyes glowing faintly in the dark. A spirit—its body twisted, half-shape, half-smoke—lurched toward him with an eerie snarl. Jungkook stumbled back, heart pounding, his hand fumbling for the small knife at his belt. He had heard stories of rogue spirits, but never faced one so close.

The creature lunged.

Before Jungkook could raise his blade, a burst of light cut across the orchard. The spirit recoiled, hissing, as petals swirled unnaturally in the air. And from the light stepped him—the boy Jungkook had seen the night before.

He moved with impossible grace, his hand raised as though commanding the blossoms themselves. The petals glowed, forming a barrier that wrapped around the rogue spirit. With one final flick of his wrist, the boy’s voice rang low and steady, like a melody carried by the wind. The spirit dissolved into mist, leaving silence in its wake.

Jungkook could only stare. The boy turned slowly, his face revealed in the moonlight—sharp jaw, soft eyes that seemed carved from starlight, lips pressed into a solemn line. He was beautiful in a way that felt unreal.

“You shouldn’t be here,” the boy said, his tone calm but firm.

Jungkook blinked, still catching his breath. “You—” He pointed shakily to the place where the spirit had vanished. “You just—what are you?”

The boy’s gaze lingered on him, unreadable. “Someone you weren’t supposed to see.”

Something in his voice made Jungkook shiver, not from fear but from the weight of it. As if every word carried centuries.

“Wait!” Jungkook stepped forward, his heart louder than his thoughts. “You saved me. At least tell me your name.”

The boy hesitated, blossoms drifting around him like a crown. Then he shook his head. “Names only bind us.”

And before Jungkook could speak again, the wind stirred, petals rose in a swirl of silver, and the boy was gone—leaving Jungkook alone in the orchard, chest heaving, mind spinning.

But one thing was certain. He had found something beyond ordinary life. Something he could not let slip away.

And he would find him again.

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