A Ride to Remember||Jinkook

1. A Night to Remember

The small town on the outskirts of Seoul seemed like the perfect getaway for someone like Jungkook. The 27-year-old had been feeling the weight of city life pressing down on him, and the idea of a place where time seemed to move a little slower was exactly what he needed. The town was quaint, with narrow streets lined by old houses, each bearing the mark of decades gone by. The air was crisp and clean, a refreshing change from the smog of Seoul.

Jungkook had arrived early in the morning, his motorcycle rumbling softly as he navigated the quiet streets. He took in the sight of the sleepy town, the way the morning sun filtered through the trees, casting long shadows on the pavement. It was peaceful here, almost too peaceful. The kind of peace that made you want to close your eyes and breathe it all in, to let it seep into your bones and erase every trace of the noise and chaos of city life.

As he parked his bike near a small, family-run inn, he couldn't help but notice the way the locals looked at him. It wasn't the usual curiosity that strangers received in a small town, but something more cautious, almost as if they were wary of him. Jungkook shrugged it off, attributing it to his appearance - his tattoos, his motorcycle, his general air of nonchalance. He was used to it.

After checking in and dropping off his bags, Jungkook decided to explore the town on foot. It was small enough to cover in an afternoon, but something about it made him want to take his time. There was an odd charm to the place, a kind of nostalgic beauty that made you feel like you were stepping into another era.

The locals were friendly enough, though there was a certain reserve in their interactions. It wasn't long before he overheard snippets of conversation about the town's infamous legend. It seemed that everyone here was well-acquainted with the story, though they were reluctant to speak about it openly. The legend told of a ghost that haunted the countryside at night, appearing on the old, abandoned road that wound through the forest just outside of town.

His curiosity was piqued. He had always been drawn to the unknown, to the thrill of exploring places that others feared. The idea of an abandoned road with a ghostly legend attached to it was too intriguing to pass up.

As he walked into the local café for lunch, Jungkook decided to ask the owner about the legend. The café was cozy, with a few small tables and a counter lined with pastries. The owner, an elderly man with a kind face, greeted Jungkook with a smile as he entered.

"What brings you to our little town, young man?" the owner asked, his voice warm and welcoming.

"Just passing through," Jungkook replied with a grin. "Needed a break from the city."

"Well, you've picked the right place for that," the owner said with a nod. "Not much happens around here. It's quiet and peaceful, perfect for someone looking to get away."

Jungkook took a seat at the counter, ordering a sandwich and a coffee. As the owner prepared his meal, he decided to bring up the topic that had been on his mind since he arrived.

"I've been hearing some talk about a ghost that haunts an old road around here," Jungkook said casually. "What's the story behind that?"

The owner paused for a moment, his hands stilling as he sliced the bread. He glanced at Jungkook, his expression serious. "You don't want to be messing around with that road, son," he said quietly. "It's not a place for outsiders. Best you stay clear of it."

"Come on, it's just a story, right?" Jungkook replied with a playful smirk. "A ghost? On an abandoned road? Sounds like something out of a horror movie."

The owner sighed, shaking his head. "It may sound like just a story to you, but it's real enough for the people around here. There's been more than one person who's gone down that road and never come back. And those that do... well, they're never quite the same."