jungkook has learned how to style his hair. like, beautiful, as the hairdresser taught him, so that he can quickly do his own hairstyle on his unruly thick hair. you used to be able to handle this hair, but that's in the past.

right now, jungkook's life is spotlights, trips to other countries with concerts and bright headlines in newspapers about his appearance anywhere. right now, jungkook's life is his school dream. he dreamed about it so much and, of course, he is happy. his friends and fans are next to him.

he was finally recognized.

and you... he thinks about you sometimes. often. too often.

"it's jungkook here! let's ask him some questions! jungkook, all these romantic songs, who are they dedicated to? you have a girlfriend? it's time to admit, is the heart of the main star of the evening busy?"

to be honest, it was already annoying. He knew where you were. It was hard not to know about you. your father couldn't help but push you into show business, you're so damn beautiful. modeling, magazine covers, a fun life and a yacht vacation with the main cream of show business. but you both put that in the past a long time ago.

fingers sometimes reached for the "follow" button on inst when he was scrolling through your account. he's sure you've been flipping through it too. but aren't your words "we are too different" relevant now? no matter how popular he was, no matter what part of the world he was sleeping in today, he still saw himself in the cramped room of his bedroom, writing lyrics in a notebook in total darkness after an evening spent with you. sad to admit that it was better then.

but today...

he clutches a glass of champagne when he sees you from a distance. his heart is racing when he tries not to think about you. after his small performance and fashion show, there was an after party. he didn't want to go, but the manager made him. damn yacht. there's nowhere to go. but you said hello first.

"must be great to be a nepo baby," he holds back. asks a simple:

"how are you?"