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" Miss can I have your number? You're quite beautiful. Exactly my type"
Jungkook turned his face up to find a man probably in his 30's giving him a smirk as he gestured his phone into his face. He was perhaps one of the guys playing volleyball, just clad in his hawaiian shirt and swim shorts. He seemed okay but not better than him, Jungkook thought.
