A world where the most powerful is acknowledged. And Jungkook curses his luck for being born an Omega, so he starts training himself to become strong... in search of the pack only heard of, one that is feared by all, and he wants to challenge the Ul...
*Ahem* anyway, thanks for sticking until now, luv ya all~ XD
Now on with the story -
Jungkook's P.O.V.
Me and that green haired guy were eating lamb skewers in one corner while the mass of people around were busy chatting... like it was the only thing they were born to do. Talk.
As we both silently ate, I wondered who my neighbor was. He was paler than usual, a sickly pale, yet his glow was rich, like an ice prince. Yes... he was like a prince. Unbothered, undisturbed by anything.
I am sure if I would gave him a pillow, he would fall asleep instantly. He looked tired from reasons unknown.
When he was finished with his plate, he put it on the table next to him, silently, too silently.
If I wasn't staring at him constantly I wouldn't have known when he did his move, and it was enough to threaten me. I had sharp ears, and I was a good fighter, it should have been easy for me to hear him. Every action had some noise to it, a vibration, and from his, I heard nothing, felt nothing.
Woah.
"How did you do that?"
I wasn't ashamed to ask, my curiosity and thirst for power never held me back. Pride was there, but not so much that I wouldn't be curious.
He looked at me, his dark eyes shining through. "What do you mean."
"How did you keep your plate so silently, it was like there was no vibration to it. If I hadn't been watching you I wouldn't even have noticed."
"And why would you even notice such things. It is insensible."
I shook my head, looking at him, "No, it isn't, it helps keep track of things."
He hummed, and stared ahead lazily at the crowd, his eyes dazed. I wondered what he was thinking.
"Who are you?" I asked him. If he wasn't going to tell me how he did his plate move, I would just ask him something else. I wasn't talkative, but I wanted to speak to him. It was a sudden urge to mingle, to connect.
"I am Min Yoongi."
"Good, I am Jeon Jungkook."
When he heard my name he blinked.
"What?"
"What."
"You blinked." I pointed out.
"And you don't?" he asked me. He maintained the monotone, but I could hear his mocking undertone.
I flushed. Shit.
"Everyone blinks, but you react very subtly." Why was he making me nervous, it was uncanny.
"Hm."
"Hm," I copied him, but even if it annoyed him, he didn't show it.
A while passed and all I knew about the stranger was his name. But I had to say, he was beautiful, otherworldly.
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