The room was still. Too still.
Yoongi moved to the window, his back to Y/N. He didn't speak for a long while, but when he did, his words were heavy with the knowledge of how deep they were in the storm now.
"You don't get to choose your battles, Y/N," he said quietly, without turning around. "The world has a way of making that choice for you. But you've got to decide if you're willing to lose him."
Y/N stood, her legs unsteady but determined. She wiped the tears from her face, her breath shaky but resolute.
"I won't lose him," she whispered, her voice filled with quiet conviction. "I'll fight for him. Even if it means walking into the storm."
And with that, she turned toward the door, her steps slow but purposeful.
She didn't know what was waiting for her outside, but one thing was certain—she would do anything to bring Jungkook back.