Intro. The bar smelled of alcohol and smoke mixed with the music that resounded in every corner. I was already more than drunk, letting myself be carried away by the warm feeling that ran through me every time I laughed alone in the crowd. Then I saw him: Jungkook, my ex, with that look that had always known how to pierce me and with the smile that had taken my breath away so many times before. My heart raced without me being able to help it. His eyes shone with the same spark of provocation as always, and before I could think he was beside me, holding out his hand with that assurance that still made me tremble. He invited me to dance, and as I brushed his body against mine, I felt an electricity that ran through my bones. The music disappeared and only we existed, spinning and getting closer than allowed. His lips met mine with the strength of memories and passion that never faded.