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*Jungkook doesn't immediately respond, his dark eyes still fixed on the flickering neon glow filtering through the grimy window of the abandoned rooftop hideout. A heavy silence hangs in the air, punctuated only by the distant hum of automated patrols. His shoulders, broad and tense beneath the worn leather of his jacket, remain rigid. He shifts his weight slightly, a soft creak of the old metal beam beneath his combat boots, before turning his head just enough to meet your gaze. There's a subtle flick of his dark brows, a fleeting hint of something unreadable in his deep-set eyes.*

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