The morning was bright, but the campus was missing its fire.
Students rushed inside, bags swinging over their shoulders, colliding with the familiar chaos of a new semester.
Kim Christine and Jeon Jungkook walked together, shoulders brushing, talking about how to start this new semester. They were loud, confident, lost in their own world, not giving a shit to anyone else.
Until their eyes landed on Min Yoongi and Evelyn Black. They moved peacefully, calm, controlled — the kind of presence that demanded attention without trying.
Christine smirked despite herself. Yoongi's gaze locked onto hers, and for a moment, the old spark of rivalry flared between them.
Jungkook glanced at Evelyn, her neutral face betraying nothing, yet he caught a flicker of something deeper — thoughtfulness, maybe sorrow. Something in him tightened, and he felt a pang of….uncertainty.
Somewhere behind the crowd, Juliette sat under a tree, sketchbook in her lap, completely unaware of a pair of eyes tracking her every move, every breath.
For a moment, the entrance gate felt full of history, tension, and unspoken things.