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Sun, 26 Apr 2026 16:21:24 +0000

It happens slowly, agonizingly so, like the first twitch of a corpse awakening — Jungkook’s fingers, numb and trembling and almost foreign to him, begin to stir against the starched hospital sheet, the sedation peeling away from his consciousness like a thick, suffocating fog that retreats in shreds rather than dissolves cleanly, leaving behind a mind that is frantic, half-shattered, unable to piece itself together yet wildly aware of the horror unfolding before him.