Jungkook leaned against the cold surface of his car, staring up at the night sky, trying to clear his mind from the haunting memories of his divorce with Y/N. The love he had lost still weighed heavily on his heart. Y/N had loved him fiercely, but he let her slip away, consumed by his own ambition and secrecy. He thought Sarah, his secretary, could fill the void left by Y/N. But after the divorce, he started distancing himself from Sarah, feeling that something wasn't right.

But tonight, he wanted to mend things. Maybe surprising her with a visit would bring back the warmth that had started to fade between them. Jungkook drove to Sarah's house, holding onto the last shred of hope that he could make things work.

When he arrived, the house was dark except for a faint light coming from one of the upstairs windows. With a small bouquet of flowers in hand, he quietly let himself in, intending to surprise her. As he made his way to the bedroom, he heard voices—a man's voice and Sarah's giggle.

His heart raced, but he pushed open the door anyway.

There, on the bed, was Sarah wrapped around another man, laughing like Jungkook had never seen her laugh with him. The flowers fell from his hand, scattering across the floor as the shock hit him like a punch to the gut.

Sarah froze when she saw him, her smile dropping, but the other man simply stared at Jungkook with indifference.

"What the hell is this?" Jungkook's voice was low, barely controlled rage simmering beneath the surface.

Sarah stood up, pulling a robe around herself, her expression unbothered, as if this confrontation was inevitable. "What does it look like, Jungkook?" she replied coolly.

Jungkook clenched his fists, his emotions spiraling. "Why? After everything...why?"

Sarah tilted her head, a small smirk playing on her lips. "Why? Really? You think this was about love? I was with you for your reputation, for your money. That's all it ever was."

Jungkook staggered back, disbelief in his eyes. "You were with me for—"

Sarah cut him off. "Come on, Jungkook. If you couldn't even hold on to Y/N, the one woman who loved you more than anything, what chance did I have? You were always going to leave me eventually. So, I beat you to it."

Her words hit like a slap. He had let Y/N go, thinking he could find something better, something easier. But now, standing in front of Sarah, he realized the truth—Y/N had been the only one who truly loved him. And he threw it all away.

"I wasn't planning on leaving you," he muttered, pain etched in his voice.

Sarah laughed, bitter and cold. "Of course you weren't, not yet. But eventually, when things got hard, you would've. Just like you did with Y/N. So I made my choice. I found someone who doesn't make me feel like second best."

Jungkook felt the weight of her words settle on him, suffocating him. She was right. He had pushed Y/N away, and now he was standing in the ruins of his choices.

"I'm done, Jungkook," Sarah said, her tone final. "Just like you should be. Go, before you embarrass yourself even more."

Jungkook stood there for a long moment, staring at the woman he thought he could be with, realizing how empty and hollow their relationship had been. He nodded slowly, turning on his heel and walking out the door without another word.

As he stepped into the cool night, the weight of his mistakes bore down on him. He had lost Y/N because of his pride, and now Sarah had left him, not that he cared anymore. There was no going back, but for the first time, he saw the truth—Y/N had been his everything, and he had destroyed it.

Now, he was left alone, with nothing but regret.

After few years.

As Y/N sat in her office, the soft glow of her computer screen casting a warm light across the room, she found herself lost in a sea of paperwork and deadlines. The familiar hum of activity buzzed around her, a constant reminder of the fast-paced world she inhabited.

Lost in her thoughts, Y/N barely noticed the soft knock on her door until it swung open, revealing a familiar figure standing in the doorway.

Jimin: (smiling) Hey, Y/N. Mind if I come in?

Y/N's face lit up at the sight of her friend, a welcome interruption to the monotony of her workday.

Y/N: (grinning) Of course, Jimin. Come on in.

As Jimin settled into the chair across from her desk, their conversation flowed effortlessly, each word a reminder of the bond they shared.

Jimin: (leaning forward) So, how's work been treating you?

Y/N: (sighing) Busy as ever, but I can't complain. How about you? Any exciting plans for the weekend?

Their conversation continued long into the afternoon, the hours slipping away unnoticed as they laughed and shared stories of their lives.

Flashback

Y/N navigated the bustling streets of the city, her mind heavy with the weight of her failing marriage, fate intervened in the most unexpected way. In a quaint café tucked away in a quiet corner of the city, Y/N found herself colliding with Park Jimin, a figure from her past she hadn't seen in years.

Their chance encounter sparked a conversation that would change the course of Y/N's life forever, as Jimin's easy charm and genuine kindness offered her a glimmer of hope in the midst of her despair.

As Y/N and Jimin reconnected over coffee, their conversation flowed effortlessly, each word a testament to the bond they had shared in their college days.

Jimin: (smiling warmly) Y/N, it's been far too long. How have you been?

Y/N: (returning his smile) I've been... navigating some rough waters, but seeing you today has been a ray of sunshine in the midst of it all.

Their laughter echoed through the café, a reminder of the easy camaraderie they had always shared.

Jimin: (gently) I'm sorry to hear that, Y/N. But know that I'm here for you, no matter what.

Y/N: (grateful) Thank you, Jimin. That means more to me than you know.

Their conversation continued long into the afternoon, as they shared stories of their lives and dreams for the future.

Jimin: (thoughtfully) You know, Y/N, we should stay in touch from now on. Life's too short to let good friendships slip away.

Y/N: (nodding) I couldn't agree more, Jimin. Let's make a pact to check in on each other more often.

And with that simple promise, Y/N and Jimin embarked on a new chapter of their friendship, one filled with laughter, support, and the shared hope for brighter days ahead.

As their conversation continued, Jimin couldn't help but notice the subtle way Y/N would occasionally fidget with her papers or check her phone, her actions betraying a sense of restlessness that seemed to linger beneath the surface.

Jimin: (studying Y/N intently) Y/N, I couldn't help but notice... you seem a bit preoccupied today. Is everything okay?

Y/N's smile faltered for a moment, a fleeting glimpse of vulnerability crossing her features before she quickly composed herself.

Y/N: (forcing a smile) Oh, it's nothing, Jimin. Just busy with work, you know how it is.

But Jimin wasn't convinced, the concern evident in his eyes as he reached out to gently touch her hand.

Jimin: (softly) Y/N, I know you're trying to distract yourself with work, but... you don't have to do this alone. If something's bothering you, you can always talk to me.

Y/N's resolve wavered at his words, the weight of her past with Jungkook pressing down upon her like a heavy burden.

Y/N: (hesitantly) It's just... there are things I'd rather not dwell on, you know? Sometimes it's easier to bury myself at work than to confront my past.

Jimin's heart ached at her admission, his own memories of heartache and loss resurfacing as he reached out to offer her comfort.

Jimin: (gently) I understand, Y/N. But remember, you don't have to face your demons alone. I'm here for you, no matter what.

Jimin's eyes softened with warmth at Y/N's heartfelt words, a silent acknowledgment of the bond they had shared throughout the years.

Jimin: (smiling) Y/N, you don't have to thank me. Our friendship means everything to me, and I'll always be here for you, no matter what.

Y/N's heart swelled with gratitude at his unwavering support, a reminder that even in the midst of life's uncertainties, there were constants she could always rely on.

Y/N: (sincerely) I'm so grateful to have you in my life, Jimin. You've been a constant source of strength and comfort, and I don't know what I'd do without you.

Their eyes met in a silent exchange of understanding and appreciation, a testament to the depth of their friendship and the unspoken bond that bound them together.

The next day
As Y/N prepared for her important meeting, her mind raced with thoughts of strategy and presentation, her focus unwavering as she poured over the details of the upcoming client negotiation.

But as she entered the conference room, and waited patiently for her client As Y/N settled into her chair, her mind focused on the impending meeting, she barely noticed the entrance of the new client. But as she looked up from her notes, her breath caught in her throat at the sight of the familiar figure standing before her—a figure she had hoped never to see again.

Y/N: (surprised) J-Jungkook?

Jungkook's eyes met hers with a mixture of shock and apprehension, his expression mirroring her own as they stood on opposite ends of the room, their past looming like a specter between them.

Jungkook: (softly) Y/N, I... I didn't realize it was you.

Y/N's heart raced with a whirlwind of emotions—shock, disbelief, and a hint of something she dared not name—as she struggled to find her voice amidst the chaos of her thoughts.

Y/N: (forcing a smile) Well, this is... unexpected.
As Y/N attempted to navigate the meeting with a facade of professionalism, Jungkook's gaze lingered on her, his heart heavy with the weight of their shared history.

Jungkook: (softly) Y/N, I... I didn't expect to see you here.

Y/N's face wavered for a moment, her eyes betraying a flicker of surprise before she quickly regained her composure.

Y/N: (steadily) Likewise, Jungkook. I wasn't aware you were the client for this account.

The air between them crackled with unresolved tension, the memories of their past threatening to engulf them in a sea of regret and longing.

Jungkook: (hesitantly) I... I requested to oversee this project personally. I thought it would be... best.

Y/N's heart clenched at his words, the pain of their failed marriage echoing in the recesses of her mind.

Y/N: (forcing a smile) Well, it seems we're both in for an unexpected reunion, then.

Despite her best efforts to remain professional, the tension in the room was palpable, the weight of their shared history hanging heavy in the air.

And as they embarked on the delicate dance of negotiations, Y/N couldn't help but wonder if this unexpected reunion was a cruel twist of fate or a chance for closure—a chance to finally put the past behind them and move forward, once and for all.

As the day wore on, Jungkook found himself drawn to Y/N's side, his heart yearning for the closeness they once shared. But with every attempt to bridge the distance between them, Jimin seemed to materialize out of nowhere, effortlessly inserting himself into their conversations and deflecting Jungkook's attempts at intimacy.

Jungkook: (attempting to strike up a conversation with Y/N) Y/N, I was thinking we could—

Jimin: (interjecting smoothly) Y/N, have you had a chance to review those reports yet? I think we might need to—

Y/N: (nodding to Jimin) Actually, Jimin, I was just about to discuss that with you. Let's take a look at them together.

Attempt 2
Jungkook: (leaning in closer to Y/N) Y/N, I was thinking—

Jimin: (appearing beside them) Y/N, have you had a chance to review those budget projections? I think we might need to—

Y/N: (glancing at Jimin) Actually, Jimin, I was just about to discuss that with Jungkook. Let's go over them together later.

Attempt 3
Jungkook: (trying to catch Y/N's eye) Y/N, I was wondering if—

Jimin: (joining them) Y/N, do you have a moment to discuss the upcoming project? I think we need to—

Y/N: (smiling politely) Of course, Jimin. Let's go over the details together.

Jungkook's shoulders slumped with defeat as Jimin seamlessly redirected Y/N's attention away from him once again.

Attempt 4
Jungkook: (leaning in closer to Y/N) Y/N, I wanted to—

Jimin: (appearing unexpectedly) Y/N, I hate to interrupt, but there's an urgent email I think you should see. It's about—

Y/N: (turning to Jimin) Thanks for letting me know, Jimin. I'll take a look right away.

As Jungkook watched Y/N and Jimin engage in conversation, he couldn't shake the feeling of longing that gnawed at his heart, knowing that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to find a way back to the closeness they once shared.

Attempt 5
Jungkook: (leaning in, voice soft) Y/N, I've been wanting to talk to you about—

Jimin: (interrupting gently) Y/N, sorry to interrupt, but there's a call from the client that needs your immediate attention. It's regarding—

Y/N: (nodding, turning to Jimin) Thanks, Jimin. I'll take the call right away.

Jungkook's heart sank as yet another opportunity slipped through his fingers, the ache of longing growing with each passing moment.

Attempt 6
Jungkook: (attempting to engage Y/N) Y/N, I was thinking—

Jimin: (stepping in smoothly) Y/N, sorry to interrupt, but we need to finalize the presentation for tomorrow's meeting. I think we should—

Y/N: (smiling at Jimin) You're right, Jimin. Let's make sure everything is in order before the end of the day.

As the day progressed, Jungkook's frustration mounted with each failed attempt to connect with Y/N, the constant interruptions chipping away at his patience.

Jungkook: (under his breath) This is getting ridiculous.

His attempts at conversation thwarted at every turn, Jungkook could feel his nerves fraying with each passing moment.

Jungkook: (clenching his fists) Why does he always have to be there?

The ache of longing in his chest grew more pronounced with each missed opportunity, his desire to bridge the gap between them overshadowed by the seemingly insurmountable barrier of Jimin's presence.

And as the day wore on, Jungkook found himself grappling with a mix of emotions—frustration, longing, and a growing sense of resignation—as he struggled to come to terms with the painful reality of their situation.

That night, he found himself staring at old photos of Y/N on his phone, the smile on her face so genuine, so full of love—love that he had taken for granted. The weight of his loneliness pressed down on him like a heavy fog.

Unable to resist the pull of the past, Jungkook decided to visit the place where he and Y/N used to go, the small café where they shared their quiet moments together. As he walked in, memories flooded him, but the sight that greeted him made his heart stop.

There, sitting at their favorite table, was Y/N—laughing softly with someone else.

For the first time, Jungkook realized that she was truly gone. She had moved on, and she looked happy—happier than she ever had with him.