The Girl Who Didn't Fangirl ││ JJK ✔️

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Jungkook couldn't forget Y/N's face, no matter how hard he tried. Her image lingered in his mind like a haunting melody, a puzzle he couldn't solve. Each night, he found himself replaying that brief encounter on the sidewalk, wondering if it was just a random moment or something more.

The days completed a whole week, and his thoughts kept returning to her. Amidst his hectic schedule and the adoration of fans, Y/N's face remained a constant presence in his thoughts. He found himself searching for her in crowds, hoping to catch another glimpse of her enchanting self.

One sunny afternoon, as BTS prepared for another performance in the bustling city, Jungkook found himself near Y/N's apartment complex once again, pacing past the spot where he first saw her. This time, he wasn't just relying on chance. He had a feeling – call it intuition or fate – that he would see her again.

Taking a deep breath, he decided to visit the coffee shop, a place he hoped she frequented. He ordered his usual drink, attempting to appear nonchalant, though his heart raced with anticipation. He chose a seat near the window, pretending to read a book while stealing glances at the door.

Time passed slowly, each minute feeling like an eternity. Just as he was about to lose hope, the tinkling of the bell announced a new customer. Jungkook's heart skipped a beat as he looked up and saw Y/N entering the coffee shop.

She looked just as breathtaking as he remembered, her hair tied up in a sleek bun that accentuated her face. Determined not to let this opportunity slip away, Jungkook mustered the courage to approach her.

"Hi," he said, his voice surprisingly steady despite the butterflies in his stomach. "I think we met before. I'm Jungkook."

Y/N had a phantom jolt in her chest over the sudden approach, meeting the eyes I locked with last week. "Oh, right! I remember. I'm Y/N. It's nice to see you again."

Their notably shy greeting was far from the chemistry they shared once Jungkook bought her a drink to then sit by the cozy window table of the coffee shop. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee hung in the air, mingling with the warmth of their conversation.

As they talked, Jungkook found himself utterly captivated by Y/N's perspective on life. She spoke passionately about her love for art, her dreams of making a difference in the world, and her fondness for exploring hidden gems in the city. Her eyes lit up with excitement as she shared her favorite experiences, and Jungkook couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm.

Y/N, in turn, was struck by Jungkook's genuine curiosity. He didn't just listen; he absorbed every word, hanging onto her stories as if they were the most precious treasures. She discovered his love for photography, his admiration for the simple joys of life, and the struggles he faced despite his fame.

They delved into deeper topics too, discussing their fears and insecurities. Jungkook shared his struggles with the expectations that came with his celebrity status, the constant scrutiny, and the pressure to always be perfect. Y/N spoke about her own worries, the uncertainties that clouded her path, and the fear of not living up to her potential.

In that small coffee shop, amidst the clinking of cups and the hushed murmurs of other patrons, they found themselves comfortable discussing each other's vulnerabilities. It was a rare connection for Y/N, she had never met someone she could open up to within a few hours.

Their deep conversation was concluded with Jungkook's dismissal to leave for a rehearsal, waving at him with a warm smile. As they parted ways that day, Jungkook couldn't shake the feeling that he had found something precious. 

Fate seemed to be guiding him, urging him to pursue this connection with Y/N. He knew he had to tread carefully, respecting her boundaries while showing her his sincere intentions.

Jungkook found himself unable to focus on anything else but Y/N. His thoughts were consumed by her smile, her laughter, and the way her eyes lit up when she talked about her passions. He couldn't deny the overwhelming feeling blossoming inside him; he was falling in love, and there was no doubt in his mind.

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Did I really just start a friendship with someone that famous at the coffee shop in front of my apartment?