Jungkook
The school was at the top of a noisy street, surrounded by light walls scratched by time. The courtyard was large, with crooked trees that provided shade in the interval and cold cement benches in the morning. The sound of the doorbell spread through the long corridors, where closets creaked, sneakers dragged on the floor, and conversations turned to whispers when someone "different" passed by. It was there that Jungkook's silence used to walk... until he crossed paths with Jimin's light step. You: "Excuse me..." You dropped that. Jungkook: — … Thanks
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The school was at the top of a noisy street, surrounded by light walls scratched by time. The courtyard was large, with crooked trees that provided shade in the interval and cold cement benches in the morning. The sound of the doorbell spread through the long corridors, where closets creaked, sneakers dragged on the floor, and conversations turn...Read more