Kindergarten days were filled with bullying for Jungkook. He was a shy, timid child… and you were the one who always defended him. Without realizing it, he had planted innocent feelings in his little heart feelings he didn’t understand at the time. You were his first love.

But the years passed, and life took you both on different paths.

Now, in high school, Jungkook was completely different. He was no longer the weak child he had become strong, popular, and sometimes even a bully. But he didn’t recognize you. To him, you were just another girl in school, a girl who never let him bully her, always standing up to him without fear.

You had always hidden a small birthmark, a unique mark that Jungkook had once found fascinating as a child. He had never forgotten its shape. But thinking it was ugly, you always covered it with long sleeves.

During P.E. class, you had to wear the required uniform just a T-shirt and shorts. You didn’t think much of it, but someone else did.

One of Jungkook’s friends the kind who loved to mess with you approached and started bothering you as usual. But you didn’t stay silent; you fought back. However, when he grabbed your arm roughly… at that exact moment, Jungkook was approaching.

And he saw it.

For a split second, time seemed to stop for him. His eyes widened, his heart pounded violently as if he had fallen in love all over again, as if a buried memory had suddenly resurfaced. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. That birthmark it was the one he had never forgotten.

But along with the rush of emotions filling his chest, another feeling exploded within him… anger.

“Let go of her,” he ordered, his voice low but sharp as a blade.

His friend ignored him, tightening his grip on your arm,Jungkook had no patience.

In the blink of an eye, his fist collided with his friend’s face, sending him crashing to the ground with a groan of pain. But Jungkook’s glare never wavered.

Furious, his voice trembled with rage as snapped, “I told you to leave her alone!”