3 : 36 AM | しゅんりん . . .
wandering through quiet suburbia, amidst a harmonious choir of raindrops; he breathed in the pouring water as it dampened his dishevelled locks. despite the stars being lightly speckled amongst the sky, the moon was nowhere to be seen at this fine hour of 3:36am.
the world was essentially painted in an ethereal silver; yet despite this vivid scene, jungkook, clad in black, could only watch in silence.
his heart rate beat a consistent pace, and his footsteps were dragged.he just wanted some fresh air.
however unbeknownst to him, daintily dancing to the rhythm of the downpour, splashing in the loneliness of the night,
was the girl in yellow.