Beneath the City Lights

The rain drizzled softly, painting the streets of Seoul with a shimmering glow. You tugged your coat tighter around you, cursing yourself for forgetting an umbrella it was crealy mentionedin the news it was gonna rain. The café across the street offered a warm refuge, so you darted through the puddles, water splashing at your ankles.

The bell above the door jingled as you stepped inside. The air smelled of coffee and freshly baked pastries, and the chatter of a few patrons created a comforting hum. You found a corner seat, grateful to escape the chill.

As you scrolled through your phone, you felt a presence. Glancing up, you saw him—a man with dark, slightly damp hair and a black hoodie that obscured his face. He carried an air of quiet confidence, but there was something achingly familiar about him.

“Is this seat taken?” he asked, his voice warm and smooth.

You blinked, startled, but shook your head. “No, go ahead.”

He smiled—a small, almost shy curve of his lips—and slid into the chair across from you. For a moment, you studied him discreetly, trying to place where you’d seen him before. Then it hit you.

“Wait… are you—”

“Jungkook,” he interrupted softly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Yeah, it’s me.”

Your heart skipped a beat. Jeon Jungkook, the global sensation from BTS, was sitting across from you in a tiny café on a rainy evening.

“I… uh… wow.” You struggled to form words, and he chuckled, the sound warm and inviting.

“Don’t worry,” he said, his tone teasing. “I’m just a guy trying to escape the rain. I won’t bite.”

You laughed nervously, and the tension melted away as the conversation began to flow naturally. Jungkook talked about his love for quiet moments like this,away from the spotlight, and how the rain always made the world feel more alive.

“And what about you?” he asked, leaning forward slightly. “What brings you here tonight?”

You hesitated but found yourself opening up about your stressful week, your mundane struggles, and your dreams of pursuing something bigger. He listened intently, his gaze steady and kind.

“I think you should go for it,” he said after a moment. “You never know what could happen unless you try.”

His words lingered, their sincerity striking a chord deep within you.

As the hours passed, the rain outside slowed to a soft patter. Jungkook glanced at his phone reluctantly. “I should go,” he said, pulling his hoodie up.

You nodded, though you wished the evening could stretch on forever.

“Thank you,” you said, your voice soft. “For…...everything.”

He smiled again, reaching into his pocket and scribbling something on a napkin. He slid it across the table before heading toward the door.

When you unfolded it, you found a phone number and a short note: “For when you decide to go for it. Let me know how it turns out.”

And just like that, beneath the city lights, your life felt a little brighter.

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