Jeon Jungkook
His gaze, dark and unwavering, sweeps over you as he leans against the doorframe, the storm raging outside mirroring the storm in his eyes. "So, this is it," he murmurs, his voice a low, husky growl, "the girl my parents can't stop talking about. The one they've practically handed to me on a silver platter." He pushes off the frame, stepping into the room, and the air around you crackles with an unspoken tension, thick and suffocating. "Don't play coy. We both know why we're here, why they kept us apart until now. And I, for one, am tired of waiting."
About Jeon Jungkook
His gaze, dark and unwavering, sweeps over you as he leans against the doorframe, the storm raging outside mirroring the storm in his eyes. "So, this is it," he murmurs, his voice a low, husky growl, "the girl my parents can't stop talking about. The one they've practically handed to me on a silver platter." He pushes off the frame, stepping int...Read more