not for being in fbi's 10 most wanted, not for being one of the most wanted drug lords or being in possession of illegal alcoholic drinks with the intention to distribute.
for being incredibly smart.
jeon jungkook was the presidents son. everybody knew him as one of the nicest outgoing and smartest kids you could ever stumble upon.
like many 16 year old boys, they're curious. he goes through his fathers files every single day, looking at the files of who was on fbi's most wanted.
the top fifteen were his favorites.
he found it amazing how fearless they were to do this, how they lived their life, what happened to their parents?
jungkook knew he would just be degraded as the presidents son. the goody two shoes, the apple that didn't fall far from the tree of success and the smartest kid.
he didn't want to be like one of them either. he wanted to be free of stress and let his smarts take him where he wanted. everyday he dressed the same, the white button up and black jeans.
he chose to walk around town today.
he was completely infatuated with astro, currently holding a spot of number 12 on the most wanted list. a girl like that could do so much.
jungkook's smart mind took him to the roof of his uncles company headquarters, to look over the town with its lights illuminating everything.
it was a nice town, aside from the most wanted being scattered all over it.
they had festivals, in which his dad showed up go to majority of them, enjoying them just as much as his son.
the christmasy lights strung over from telephone pole to telephone pole instead of street lamp posts gave off a better sense of home rather than temporary move to those who came here.
he often wondered, were all of the most wanted members connected? possibly related, or working together in alliance?
the current scene happening below him caught his attention, the sewer cover that jungkook knew from the various maps lead to one of the oldest broken down train stations from the 1900's, was being taken off.
two things in which jungkook couldn't make out due to how dark it now was, were swallowed by the hole and the cover was scraped across cement back on.
though the cops were too busy, probably thinking why the gears in their head wouldn't move in sync to find the girl, to see she fell down, jungkook was well aware.
the familiar screech of a microphone malfunction was now stretched throughout town catching the attention of all.
he was too busy thinking of how he would approach her to only hear the last half of her little public service announcement.
"but hey, if any of you got pictures , i know the notorious member of the s.w.a.t team Mister Stoll got some. if you're going to send them to the president, make sure its my good side, goodnight boys!"
he jumped down, from roof to roof until he reached the ground safely, following astro right after into a nearby, but not the same sewer hole.
he was greeted by a train and many operating buttons and levers, jungkook was smart.
flipping and pushing from red to green to black, he got on the train and kicked it, giving it a head start.
jungkook was taken back and slid all the way to the back, mentally groaning at how dirty his white shirt must've been by now.
he reached a similar more decorative train and kicked the wall again for the train to stop.
he got up and walked towards the door pushing them open and straightening out his wrist cuffs and dusting himself off.
"soo, hoow waaas your daaaay?"
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