THE BEGINNING OF MY ENDING
MINE
♥️𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎.🫂
Inside the Classroom…
No one spoke.
No giggles.
No whispers.
Not even the sound of someone flipping a notebook.
It was as if time paused the moment Jeon Fort — the former devil king of campus — accepted the lunchbox with a straight face.
The boy who used to smirk, flirt, insult, and throw love letters in trash cans like paper planes…
Now sat silently, cold-faced, with a lunchbox on his desk.
Fort didn’t smile.
Didn’t thank him.
But… he didn’t reject it either.
And for that single act —
The entire class stared like they just witnessed a lion cuddle a butterfly
？？？
What is even happening today
？？？
Are we dead? Is this a coma dream?
？？？
I swear he’s possessed. That’s not Fort.
Even Jamin, was leaning back in his chair, mumbling to himself.
PARK JAIMIN
He accepted the box. He accepted the box.
Lord save us. I need incense and a priest
💥Meanwhile, in the corridor…
A loud, chirping voice broke the hallway silence like a party horn in a funeral.
Sky — the little prince of the Kim family, the mafia’s softest storm — was spinning in joy like he just won a lottery. His bag half-falling off, cheeks flushed pink, bouncing on his toes.
KIM SKY...
RAIN!! Did you see it?! I told you! He took it! He finally took my lunchbox!
Rain, his best friend, stood beside him like an exhausted babysitter on his 7th coffee.
Min Rain
Sky, for god’s sake—calm down. He didn’t kiss your feet. He took a lunchbox. A lunchbox. Not a ring.
KIM SKY...
No, no, no, you don’t get it!
[Sky gasped, clutching his chest dramatically like he just had a love attack.]
He looked at me. Not like I’m a ghost. Not like I’m an annoying fly. He looked. Like. I. Matter.
Rain raised a brow, unimpressed.
Min Rain
He also got into a car accident and probably hasn’t rebooted his mental settings yet. For all we know, he thought you were a vending machine.
KIM SKY...
Excuse you?! I’m adorable! I am Kim Sky! The most lovable snack in the whole Kim mansion!
Min Rain
The snack who’s been served rejection for 365 days straight.
Sky ignored that and kept spinning.
KIM SKY...
This is it, Rain! The start of our love story.
First comes the box… then the talk… then the holding hands.
Then he calls me baby and we slow dance on a rooftop-----
Min Rain
—Then your brothers find out and put Fort’s organs up for auction. [Rain cut in dryly.]
Come on, Sky. You’re acting like this is a k-drama episode. This guy used to throw your food in the bin like it was expired tofu.
KIM SKY...
That was the old Fort. This one… this one’s different.
You didn’t see his eyes, Rain… They were soft. Cold, but soft. Like… melted ice on a winter morning.
Min Rain
You need medical help. Or at least a reality check. I’m seriously considering calling Joon-hyung.”
Sky jumped and covered Rain’s mouth
KIM SKY...
NO! You promised! You promised you won’t tell my brothers! You know what they’ll do if they find out again.
Min Rain
Yeah, [Rain muttered]. They’ll probably nuke the Jeon mansion first, then send Fort a personalized coffin.
Sky sighed and leaned on Rain’s shoulder.
KIM SKY...
I know it’s stupid… I know he might still throw the box later… but this is the first time he didn’t look at me like I’m a joke.
Rain glanced down at him, softer now.
Min Rain
You’re not a joke, Sky. You’re just… a very committed disaster in love.
KIM SKY...
Disaster or not… today, he didn’t destroy my hope. And that’s enough.
Rain rolled his eyes, but wrapped an arm around him anyway.
Min Rain
Let’s go, you romantic idiot. But if Fort breaks your heart again, I’m putting dog poop in his locker.
KIM SKY...
Deal. But not yet. I think… something’s finally changing
✨It is already Afternoon. ✨
The cafeteria buzzed with voices, footsteps, clinking plates, and laughter. But when Jeon Fort stepped in, it was as if someone hit mute on reality.
Fort, cold and composed, walked forward like a statue brought to life.
No mischievous grin. No flirty smirk.
Just eyes that seemed to carry a storm.
Beside him, Jamin still looked like he hadn’t woken up properly.
PARK JAIMIN
I Swear to every star in the galaxy, I’m walking beside a clone,
They reached a table and sat.
Fort placed a modest metal lunchbox on the table.
He slumped back in the chair slightly, his eyes fixed on the box.
It wasn’t fancy. It wasn’t even sealed properly.
But to Fort, it held more weight than a hundred luxuries.
He stared at it like it carried the scent of a forgotten promise.
His heartbeat thudded a little too loud.
PARK JAIMIN
Eat it or marry it. Choose one, [Jamin muttered sarcastically beside him].
It’s a lunchbox, not a sacred artifact.
Fort didn’t respond.
Instead, slowly, he opened it.
✨From behind the cafeteria’s glass door, two heads peeked in like curious cartoon characters.
Sky, glowing like the sun after monsoon, held onto the glass frame with both hands.
KIM SKY...
Rain…
[ he whispered breathlessly. ]
He’s looking at it. He’s not throwing it. He’s… oh my god…
Rain, arms crossed and face blank, leaned beside him.
Min Rain
Why is he staring at a lunchbox like it’s an engagement ring?
Is he planning to propose back?
KIM SKY...
He’s opening it! He’s opening it! Look at the spoon!
HE PICKED UP THE SPOON!
Min Rain
That’s it. I need noodles. I can’t do this sober.
KIM SKY...
He’s eating it!! Rain, HE’S EATING IT!
[ Sky squealed, shaking Rain by the sleeve.]
He took the rice first. HE STARTED WITH RICE! That’s his favorite!
HE REMEMBERED!!!
Rain looked ready to pass out.
Min Rain
Sky, please, I’m begging you. Let’s go eat.
If he eats rice, great. If he eats you next, not great.
Sky didn’t care. His hands were trembling, lips pressed into a wobbling smile.
KIM SKY...
He ate it. He actually ate it…
Min Rain
Yes, [ Rain deadpanned.]
And the cafeteria’s gone into complete silence.
I think even the fridge stopped humming.
From inside, heads had turned.
Fort glanced toward the cafeteria entrance,.
His eyes found Sky, eyes wide, cheeks pink, frozen in place like a caught deer.
They stared at each other.
Sky blinked.
Fort didn’t.
And that was enough to make Sky yank Rain’s hand.
KIM SKY...
Abort mission. We’re leaving. Right now.”
Sky gasped.
Min Rain
Now you realize?
[ Rain sighed, dragged behind as Sky bolted]
Sky drag rain in to garden...
He twirled under the sunlight like a kid who just got candy for the first time.
KIM SKY...
He ate it! Rain, he ate my food! He smiled! He looked at me!
And he didn’t break anything!
Rain collapsed onto the garden bench, dropping his backpack.
Min Rain
Can I eat now? Or do you want to compose a poem and mail it to his house?
Sky ran around the bench, arms flailing.
KIM SKY...
I was born for this moment. My soul has found peace.
Rain, I can die happy.
Min Rain
Please don’t,
[Rain muttered.]
Because if you die, your brothers will blame Fort.
And I am not emotionally ready for another mafia war.
Sky ignored him, twirling like a sunflower.
KIM SKY...
One small bite for him… one giant leap for our love!
Rain leaned his head back, finally pulling out his snack box.
Min Rain
Eat your sandwich, Romeo. The only leap I care about is the one into this bread.
Sky plopped beside him, head resting on his shoulder.
KIM SKY...
Do you think he really liked it?
Min Rain
Sky, he didn’t throw it. He didn’t shout. He didn’t roll his eyes.
For Fort, that’s practically a confession letter.
Sky smiled with stars in his eyes.
KIM SKY...
So… you’re saying there’s a chance?
Min Rain
There’s a very dangerous chance.
Dangerous, because if he breaks your heart again,
your mafia brothers will declare world war.
KIM SKY...
Then let’s just hope… he never gets the chance to break it
The sunlight spilled through the open glass wall of the cafeteria, kissing the floor with golden warmth. Jeon Fort sat silently, his back leaning into the cold metal chair, his fingers still lightly resting on the edge of the now-empty lunchbox.
From a distance, he watched the sunshine—Kim Sky—disappear behind the garden gates, his bright laugh fading like a bird’s fluttering wings.
His heart, the one that once didn’t feel anything…
thumped.
Hard.
Beside him, Jamin sat unnaturally quiet.
No jokes. No flirty one-liners.
Just silence.
Until he finally turned and spoke, voice low and heavy.
PARK JAIMIN
What are you playing now, Fort?
Fort blinked slowly. A half-smile played on his lips.
JEON FORT
What do you mean?
[he asked, casually, like nothing inside him had shifted.]
But Jamin’s eyes didn’t blink.
His voice didn’t shake.
He stared straight into Fort’s soul.
PARK JAIMIN
You know what I mean.
That boy…
[— he nodded toward the door Sky had vanished through —]
He used to walk away with tears in his eyes whenever he saw you.
That same lunchbox you just held like a treasure?
You used to toss it in the bin without even opening it.
Fort looked away, his jaw clenched.
PARK JAIMIN
And now?
Now you’re smiling after eating what he made?
Now you’re giving him the one thing he’s been begging for in silence—hope?
Jamin’s words weren’t accusing.
They were protective. Firm. Fierce
PARK JAIMIN
Do you know how dangerous that is, Fort?
Fort didn’t speak. He just looked down at the lunchbox again—clean, simple, now emptied.
PARK JAIMIN
He never stopped loving you. Never.
Even after everything. Even after all your cruel jokes, your rejections, your public mockery—
he still looked at you like you were worth it.
PARK JAIMIN
You know who that ‘sunshine’ is?”
He’s Kim Sky. The little prince of the Kim Empire.
The boy who, if he cries, the world will bleed.
If he breaks… two mafia kings will burn this earth to ash just to make it right.
PARK JAIMIN
But still, none of them came near you after the humiliation you gave him.they don’t. Not because they can’t.
But because that boy loves you.
And he’s holding them back with nothing but a smile and a stubborn hope that you’ll come around someday.”
PARK JAIMIN
If you’re still the same old bastard—
If this is a game, or a moment of guilt—
If you’re going to give him hope only to rip it away…
Then don’t count me in. I won’t stand by you for this.
Fort looked away, struggling to speak.
Jamin wasn’t done.
PARK JAIMIN
You had the right to reject him.
But you do not have the right to lead him back in, only to crush him again.
Don’t give him something as cruel as false hope, Fort. Not him.
Not the only person who’s still choosing you even after you tore him apart.
Silence.
And then—Fort whispered, voice tighter than steel wrapped in pain:
JEON FORT
I’m not going to hurt him
PARK JAIMIN
You’ve already done that before.
Fort’s lips tightened. Then he said
JEON FORT
I Won’t ever again.
I won’t humiliate him.
I won’t push him away.
I won’t let anyone hurt him.
He looked at Jamin, dead in the eye.
JEON FORT
I’m going to protect him.
JEON FORT
I’m going to make him mine.
Jamin froze.
He didn’t speak for a long moment. Then… he let out a breath that trembled slightly.
PARK JAIMIN
You’ve changed
JEON FORT
I’ve seen what happens when you lose someone… too late.
This time… I won’t.
Jamin leaned back, folding his arms, trying to fight the emotion rising in his own chest.
PARK JAIMIN
Whatever happened to you in that accident…
I don’t want to know. Maybe I do. But… I’ll wait.
PARK JAIMIN
Just don’t go back to who you were.
I’ll stay by your side…
as long as you don’t break someone who never deserved to be broken.
The sun shifted slightly outside.
Fort didn’t look away.
His heart had already chosen the path.
And this time… he would walk it right.
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neha pareek
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2025-07-22
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