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9 a.m.

Seoul, South Korea

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The morning sun poured through the wide windows of Seoul Academy, casting a bright glow on the floors, the polished lockers, and the neatly trimmed lawns outside.

Students filtered into the grand hallway in clusters, their excited voices blending with the distant echoes of footsteps bouncing off the high, vaulted ceilings.

Laughter mixed with the hum of conversations, lockers clanged open and shut. It was the usual morning chaos before the first bell, warm, lively, and full of motion.

But amid all the activity, there was a shift, subtle but undeniable, like the temperature of the air had just dropped.

Amidst the lively chatter of students, one figure moved like a shadow.

Jungkook.

Jeon Jungkook

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Jeon Jungkook

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Jungkook walked down the hallway with his usual brooding aura, his dark eyes scanning the crowd as though everyone was beneath him. There was an intensity about him that made people step out of his way, like a human version of a 'no entry' sign. His black hair fell in messy strands over his forehead, adding to the dark, almost dangerous vibe he carried everywhere.

His sharp jawline, taut and shadowed, matched the severe, almost predatory intensity in his eyes. Those dark, deep-set eyes were like two black abysses, pulling in everything around him but giving nothing back.

To put it simply: Jungkook didn't care. About anything. Or anyone.

"Did you see Jungkook today? He looks even scarier," whispered a girl to her friend as they passed him, nervously averting their eyes.

"Scarier? I don't think he's capable of any kind of emotions," her friend responded.

Jungkook smirked inwardly. Good. That was exactly how he liked it.

His reputation as the 'cold, dark god' of Seoul Academy was well-earned. He didn't bother with conversations, much less feelings. Who the hell had time for that? He preferred the silence of his thoughts, the steady beat of his music, and the peace of being left alone. Well, except for the one person he couldn't avoid...

"Hyung!"

A voice broke through his thoughts. Jungkook's eye twitched, he looked back.

Here we go.

Here we go

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