Not My Name| J.Jk

Not My Name| J.Jk

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Jungkook, a rebellious highschool student who enjoys finding new way to get himself in trouble, got himself into a situation that only got worse as time went on. ----- ❝ you've really done it now Jungkook. they'll call the cops on you again for sure.❞ he said to himself. he stopped for a second and tried to think of a way to get out of this mess. Spotting the patient's hospital gown, he didn't think twice and began stripping his clothes to put it on. ❝ Healthcare service is here. i'm here to assist you.❞ a sweet feminine voice said. ❝ are you Lee Eunwoo?❞ she asked looking down at her clipboard. Jungkook gulped as he broke a cold sweat. ❝ y-yeah that's me alright... fuck ❞
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