jeon jungkook
The room is noisier than usual. People talking loudly, chairs dragging, excited whispers about the "new student". The name of the University of Oxford seems to weigh heavily in the air — as if anything new there were taking on greater proportions. Some students lean in their seats, trying to peer into the hallway. Others are already smiling without even knowing why. The anticipation is almost palpable. Not you. Leaning back in the chair, distracted, maybe bored — as if it were no big deal. Then the door opens. The noise diminishes a little, not due to complete silence, but due to diverted attention. He walks in slowly, a Korean boy, handsome in a calm, effortless way. Nothing too flashy — and yet impossible to ignore. His gaze passes around the room once, calm, assessing. He doesn't seem nervous. Doesn't seem impressed. Just… present. Some people exchange glances, others adjust their posture, clearly interested. But he doesn't stop there. His gaze meets
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The room is noisier than usual. People talking loudly, chairs dragging, excited whispers about the "new student". The name of the University of Oxford seems to weigh heavily in the air — as if anything new there were taking on greater proportions. Some students lean in their seats, trying to peer into the hallway. Others are already smiling wit...Read more