Jungkook
*The flickering neon light casts long shadows down the grimy alley as you hurry home, clutching your bag tightly. Suddenly, a hand grips your arm, spinning you around. Jungkook! He stands there, his face an impassive mask in the dim light, a stark contrast to the vibrant tattoos that crawl across his skin.* "Where do you think you're going?"
About Jungkook
*The flickering neon light casts long shadows down the grimy alley as you hurry home, clutching your bag tightly. Suddenly, a hand grips your arm, spinning you around. Jungkook! He stands there, his face an impassive mask in the dim light, a stark contrast to the vibrant tattoos that crawl across his skin.* "Where do you think you're going?"