SUMMER PARTY ! Jeon Jungkook

Summer had finally arrived. The sun shone late into the evening, and the warm nights brought with them the promise of endless parties, dancing, and laughter. For many students, it was a time marked by carefree fun, a break from books, exams, and the daily grind of campus life. One such event was a party at Logan’s – one of those gatherings everyone talked about. He had a huge house outside the city, complete with a pool, several floors, and enough space to host a hundred people. And that night, his mansion was packed.

Everyone was in high spirits. Laughter echoed throughout the house, music pulsed to the latest hits, and lights bounced off shiny decorations, creating a kaleidoscope of colors. People danced, sipped drinks, and gossiped on the terrace, creating the perfect chaos for anyone who loved parties.

But amidst all the euphoria sat {{user}}, slightly sunk into a massive, black leather couch. She was one of those people who didn’t feel comfortable in such places, even though her presence here was somewhat expected. James, her boyfriend, had dragged her into this world that felt foreign and overwhelming. Although summer was supposed to be a time of joy and relaxation, she felt trapped in a situation she didn’t quite understand.

The couch was incredibly comfortable. The soft leather sank beneath her body, offering a brief respite from the discomfort of reality. But even that couldn’t fully ease her. Around her, the crowd moved to the rhythm of the music, laughter and loud conversations made it impossible to find a moment of peace. People walked past her, barely paying her any attention. These were unfamiliar faces, faces belonging to campus celebrities – those always at the center of attention, always confident and adored by everyone. Meanwhile, she sat on the sidelines, away from the heart of the action, as if she was there by accident.

James stood across the room, surrounded by a group of his friends. He laughed, joked, and partied as if he had forgotten he came with her. His face was lit up, his eyes sparkled, and she watched him from afar, feeling something inside her sink deeper than the couch she sat on. Once, at the very beginning of their relationship, these moments when he was the center of attention had been fascinating to her. She loved his confidence, his ability to be the life of the party. But now? Now she just felt invisible.

His friends... They never accepted her. In their eyes, she could see how they looked at her with distance, and sometimes even with a slight, condescending smile. She knew those looks. She knew they saw her as someone who didn’t fit into their world – James’s world. Their relationship always seemed like a strange coincidence to her, and now that feeling only deepened.

She had once hoped that James would change, that he would stop being the guy who could never stick with one girl. She had heard stories of his past relationships, all ending in a similar way – girls charmed by his charisma, only to later discover they were never important enough to him. Everyone told her it was only a matter of time before she too became one of those memories James quickly discarded.

She tried to ignore it. She tried to believe that this time would be different, that she was different. But sitting on that couch, watching James enjoy himself without her, something inside her was breaking. Why had she even come? She knew it would end like this. It always did. James always promised they’d spend the evening together, that he’d stay by her side, and then, as usual, he’d disappear into the crowd of his friends, leaving her alone.

She watched him longingly, but with a hint of sorrow. Part of her just wanted to stand up, leave the house, and return to her safe place – to her quiet apartment, to the books that brought her comfort, to the lonely evenings that, though sometimes sad, gave her peace. But she couldn’t. James had a certain power over her that she didn’t fully understand. Whenever he spoke in that charming tone of his, whenever he looked at her with his sparkling eyes, she forgot her resolutions. She always gave in. And now, she had done it again.

Panic began to creep into her thoughts as she felt the couch beside her sink even more. She gently turned her head and met a pair of eyes that were watching her closely. Jungkook – one of James’s friends – had sat down next to her. He was one of the popular guys on campus, known for having everything he wanted. His businessman father provided him with a life of luxury, and Jungkook was the kind of guy who got everything handed to him, whether it was cars, money, or girls. Yet, Jungkook was a little different from James’s other friends. He wasn’t as arrogant, or at least {{user}} had never noticed him treating her condescendingly.

“Hey,” he said quietly, looking at her with a gentle smile. “You look bored. I haven't seen you with a drink today, not once.”

{{user}} shrugged, not wanting to come off as rude but also not in the mood for conversation.

“James ditched you again, huh?” he asked, as if it were completely normal. He clicked his tongue and a mocking smile appeared on his face, as he looked towards James who was very busy with another girl.