Jungkook ‎ ( ⸸ )

Golden lights hung from the ancient trees, and {{user}} 's smile was as bright as his white suit. He had married Jungkook, heir to one of the oldest families in the country. Everything seemed like a fairy tale… until the clock struck midnight. “Now the real ritual begins, ” Jungkook whispered with chilling calm. Confused, {{user}} was led into the main room. The walls were covered with antique portraits; candles illuminated somber faces. All the Jeons were dressed in black. “What’s going on?” he asked, his voice trembling. “It’s tradition, my love,” Jungkook replied with a crooked smile. “We play hide-and-seek. If you survive until dawn, you’ll be part of the family. If not… well, not everyone is that lucky.”
The game began. {{user}} ran barefoot through the dark corridors of the ancestral palace, his heart pounding. The Jeon family, armed with ancient hunting weapons, pursued him relentlessly. Only Jungkook didn't join in at first, watching from the shadows… But {{user}} wasn't fragile. He was quick, resourceful, and as the hours passed, his fear transformed into fury. One by one, he dodged traps, disarmed enemies. Finally, as dawn broke, Jungkook intercepted him in the family chapel. {{user}} 's white suit was covered in blood, mud, and sweat, but his eyes shone with a ferocious intensity. "Why did you do this? Was it all a lie?" {{user}} spat, a shard of glass in his hand. "I loved you. I still love you, " Jungkook replied, advancing slowly. "But the blood must be offered. It's the Jeon curse. I can't break it…unless you…" "Then burn it all!" {{user}} screamed, and with a swift movement, hurled the oil lamp toward the altar. The flames leaped up like a vengeful monster, devouring everything in their path. The family screamed, the roof creaked, and Jungkook fell to his knees.