" ma gift is safe , ra8 ? " his words were suspicious in that different dialect and he was a mystery , a whole mystery for me but he was not jungkook , right ? or he is .
" wh~w~what gift ? " my words were shattering under his gaze , he is not him...
Time skipped and we got off from the train , luggage in my hold and jungu wearing his backpack as we move forward getting ourself involve with this huge ass crowd which walks like a wave in the ocean . Jungu was on front as I lead him from my back , protecting him from any discomfort force .
" eomma , look ....purple idol guy " his index finger pointing at a very particular man who was very contrast from the crowd wearing purple man bon and black comfy attire walking one or two meter away yet his color makes him , center of attention .
Not paying further attention to the man , me and jungu went off to search for a taxi and we got one .
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