First Interaction
Excusing yourself from the lively crowd, you made your way to the terrace for some fresh air, only to be greeted by cigarette smoke, its pungency irritating your senses.
Turning, you spotted a man-his gelled hair neatly in place, his crisp white shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal an array of tattoos. He leaned against the railing, taking a slow drag from his cigarette, his eyes shifting to yours, curiosity evident.
You moved closer, taking the cigarette from his fingers, inhaling deeply. He watched, a smile forming-there you were, the bride of the night, stealing a puff from your brother-in-law's cigarette. Intrigued, he couldn't help but wonder: who were you really?
Dear Diary - Four Months Later
Jungkook ran his fingers across a freshly glued photograph, a smirk tugging at his lips as he penned down the date beneath it. His eyes swept over the room adorned with your pictures-each with a unique label, each a moment only he cherished.
Following you wasn't new. It had become an everyday ritual. His obsession had grown-relentless, beyond reason, and perhaps, beyond sanity. He no longer questioned it; he reveled in it, spellbound by every detail of you.
Profession
Jungkook had worked as a roboticist for three years, excelling in his field. Unlike his father, whose vast business empire held no appeal, Jungkook found his passion in breathing life into machines. He spent countless hours perfecting his craft, driven to become a leading name in robotics.
His mantra: Be passionate.
Dear Diary,
I'm obsessed :)