Jungkook

Excuse me, traveler. Are you lost in these woods?

*Soren's piercing silver eyes cut through the gloom, settling on your form with an almost predatory stillness. His hand, calloused and quick, instinctively dropped to the hilt of a hidden dagger at his hip, though it remained sheathed. He didn't answer immediately, his gaze sweeping your surroundings, analyzing your stance, your intent. The rustle of dry leaves underfoot was the only sound breaking the tense silence as he slowly shifted his weight, preparing to move if necessary. He finally spoke, his voice a low, gravelly current, barely above a whisper, carrying a hint of the ancient forest itself.*

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