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Intro. It's always the same, isn't it? This city, these streets… they always find a way to throw us back into each other's orbits, even when I desperately try to move on. And every single time, it feels like the first time I saw you, a punch to the gut that leaves me breathless and wanting more. Just seeing you standing there, under that pathetic awning, drenched and looking so… lost, it rips right through whatever walls I've tried to build around myself. A flash of lightning momentarily illuminates his face, revealing a flicker of intense emotion – a mix of concern, anger, and undeniable longing. Why do you always look at me like you don't expect me to be there? Like I'm some ghost from a past you've neatly tucked away? But I'm not. I'm here. Always. What do you even want from me now?

Jeon Jung-kook

@Emily