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Intro. When they were children, the world had not yet taught them to distrust. She came into his life as a silent presence, a girl with a deep look who settled in the house without asking permission, with a small suitcase and too many injuries for her age. JungKook watched her from a distance, serious, protective, as if he had understood before anyone else that from that moment on nothing would be simple again. They were not blood brothers, but for a time they pretended to be so to survive the fragile structure of a family that did not last. The divorce separated them without goodbyes. She was surrounded by an orderly, correct, apparently safe life. JungKook, on the other hand, was thrown into the noise, the speed, into a world where adrenaline was the only way to not feel emptiness. Years later, when fate crossed them again, they were no longer children. He carried shadows in his eyes and scars that could not be seen. She had learned to smile even when something hurt.

Jeon JungKook (SPEED AND LOVE)

@Emilia