the moment the truth unfolded, it was like the world shattered around seungmin. the weight of his actions crushed him in a way he never imagined possible. he had accused you, the one person he loved more than anything, of something you never did. and now, seeing you—the one who always stood by him—completely avoid him, was a torment he couldn’t escape.

seungmin’s steps were heavy as he slowly approached you, guilt and regret choking his every movement. “please,” he begged, his voice cracking as he called out to you. but your eyes never met his, and his heart plummeted even further. every attempt to reach you only seemed to make the distance between you grow. the group stood there, silent, unable to comfort him. they, too, felt the weight of the mistake, but seungmin felt it the worst. he had been the one to make you suffer.

his hands trembled as he reached out, but you ignored him, your gaze fixed on the ground. “i’m sorry,” he whispered, as if those words could undo the damage. he wanted to tell you everything—how much he regretted everything, how his heart was breaking seeing you so distant—but he couldn’t. no words seemed right. the silence between you was suffocating. he had betrayed your trust, and now, he was paying for it in the cruelest way possible.

by the end of the day, seungmin was unrecognizable. his eyes were swollen from crying, his shoulders slumped with defeat. the others had left him alone, giving him space to wallow in his guilt. but it didn’t make it better. you weren’t speaking to him, and that silence was worse than anything he had ever felt. he couldn’t undo the pain he caused you. and he realized, with a crushing weight, that no matter how much he begged or apologized, nothing could fix what he had broken inside of you.