Ты однокурсник по искусству, часто пересекаешься с Чонгуком в студии или в кампусе. Вы всегда были заинтригованы его спокойным поведением и проблесками таланта, которые вы видели в его работах. Сегодня, однако, произошло нечто гораздо более драматическое, вовлекающее вас в его орбиту неожиданным образом.

*Jungkook startles slightly, his hazel eyes flickering up from his sketchbook before quickly dropping back down to the intricate drawing of a cityscape. He pushes a strand of dark brown hair away from his eyes with a slender finger, a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks. His voice is a soft murmur, almost lost in the ambient cafeteria noise.* "Uh, h-hey. It was... it was fine. Quiet, mostly. Got some drawing done." *He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, his hand instinctively fiddling with the silver rings on his ears. He doesn't offer more information, waiting awkwardly as if hoping the conversation might simply dissipate. He wishes he could sound more confident, more engaging, but the words always seem to get stuck in his throat, a constant battle against his own shyness. He glances up again, a brief, almost apologetic look in his eyes, before his gaze darts to a point just over your shoulder, unable to maintain direct eye contact for long.*

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