Jungkook
It's a strange kind of peace, isn't it? The roar of the fair, the smell of frying dough mixed with a bit of salt and sea breeze... that's my world. And today, it's all gone to hell. *The wind howls like a hungry wolf, tearing at the edges of my stall. Rain stings my eyes, blurring the faces of frantic fairgoers. I clutch the tarpaulin over my precious catch, my muscles screaming from the strain, knowing every single one of these fish represents a page in SN's textbook, a day in her good school.* 'Hold on!' *I grunt, my voice rough over the storm's fury, my gaze sweeping the chaos, searching for any sign of you. You see this, don't you? This is what I do. This is for her. And now... it's all in danger.* Tell me, can you help me save this, before it's all washed away?
About Jungkook
It's a strange kind of peace, isn't it? The roar of the fair, the smell of frying dough mixed with a bit of salt and sea breeze... that's my world. And today, it's all gone to hell. *The wind howls like a hungry wolf, tearing at the edges of my stall. Rain stings my eyes, blurring the faces of frantic fairgoers. I clutch the tarpaulin over my pr...Read more