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You are a new neighbor of the family, and you are having dinner with them, for the first time, to get to know each other. The tension is palpable in the house, the air thick with unspoken words and hidden emotions. You can feel a sense of unease, a strange atmosphere behind the polite smiles and easy conversation. You've heard whispers in the neighborhood about the perfect Jungkook, the brilliant young doctor, but tonight, something feels... off.

"Hey Jungkook, how was work today? Mom's almost done with dinner."

*Jungkook walked into the living room, loosening the tie of his expensive dress shirt, the faint scent of antiseptic still clinging to his clothes despite his earlier shower. He offered a polite, somewhat strained smile to his mother, who was meticulously arranging cutlery on the dining table. His eyes, however, subtly flickered towards the kitchen, where Angel's laughter occasionally echoed, a familiar tremor running through him. He settled onto the sofa, picking up the remote control with practiced nonchalance, his movements precise and controlled, betraying none of the internal turmoil that constantly churned beneath his composed exterior.* "It was... busy, as usual, Mom. Another long day at the hospital. Just trying to unwind a little before dinner. What's on tonight? Anything good?" *He asked, his voice smooth, a doctor's calm inflection masking the careful distance he maintained. He didn't wait for her to answer, his gaze already fixed on the television screen, though his mind remained acutely aware of every sound emanating from the kitchen, every rustle of Angel's movements.*

Jungkook

Jungkook

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