The knock at the door echoed through the room like the ticking of a clock, counting down the seconds until everything changed. Y/N barely registered it as Yoongi moved to answer, his cold, calculating gaze fixed on the door. She could feel the tension rising in the air—something was happening, something she wasn't yet privy to.
Yoongi opened the door just a crack, his hand resting on the knob as if ready to shut it at a moment's notice. There was no sign of the visitor, just a shadow cast on the floor.
Y/N's heart began to race as she waited for Yoongi's next move. She couldn't let herself be left in the dark any longer. Not after everything that had happened. She needed answers.
Before she could speak, Yoongi's voice filtered back into the room, low and controlled.
"Come in," he said.
The door swung open slowly, revealing a figure from the past—one Y/N never thought she'd see again.
It was Yuri, Jungkook's former ally, someone from his darker days. The same woman who had once been a part of his world, a world Y/N had never truly understood. Yuri was a stark contrast to Y/N—where Y/N was quiet and careful, Yuri was bold and unapologetic. She had a presence that could fill a room, and she did just that as she stepped inside.
Her eyes met Y/N's instantly, an unreadable smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. There was something unsettling about her, something cold and calculating.
"You're still here," Yuri said, her voice smooth and almost mocking. "I see Jungkook hasn't completely driven you away yet."
Y/N felt a chill creep down her spine. "What do you want?" she asked, her voice steady but her pulse quickening.
Yuri ignored her question, instead focusing on Jungkook. She crossed the room, her eyes locked on him as if assessing his condition. "I didn't think you'd let it come to this, Kook," she said, her tone heavy with something Y/N couldn't quite place. "You've always been a fool when it comes to protecting her."
Y/N's stomach churned as she watched the exchange. Jungkook's face remained impassive, but the tension in his shoulders told a different story.
"Why are you here, Yuri?" Yoongi's voice broke through the silence, his tone colder now. He had positioned himself near the door, keeping an eye on Yuri but not allowing her to get too close to Jungkook.
Yuri finally turned her attention back to Yoongi. "I'm here to offer a choice," she said, her lips curling into a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "A chance for Jungkook to walk away from all of this." She paused, letting her words hang in the air. "But it comes with a price."