Jungkook

– Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Kim Taehyung returned to the university with relief and a little melancholy. Half a year in the army flew by like one long morning: wake-ups, training, cold, identical faces. And here again - the hallways of the dorm, the smell of noodles and a shower with ice water on the second floor.

But something had changed. The dorm was buzzing.

“Haven’t you seen him yet?” Yunho’s neighbor whispered while Taehyung was unpacking. “Everyone’s gone crazy. He’s like something out of a movie. Tattoos, muscles, calm as a boa constrictor. But kind at the same time. And dangerous. Like a meditating tiger.”

“Who?” Taehyung asked sullenly.

• Jeon Jungkook. New guy. Transferred from physical education. MMA. Won in the UFC. Can you imagine?

Taehyung couldn't imagine it. He didn't like violence. He even skipped fights in movies. Not out of fear - he just didn't see the point. What good was beating each other up for medals?

“Well, great,” he muttered and went into the shower.

But Jungkook's name came up every day. He ate for three, but always cleaned up. Someone saw him help a girl with a suitcase. Others claimed he never smiled. They said he had a wolfish look. One guy swore he heard Jungkook practicing in the basement at night, the blows echoing dully through the pipes.

Taehyung watched this madness from the sidelines. Until one day he ran into it.

He was going to the shower early in the morning. Clothes on his shoulder, towel in his hand. And then he came out of the turn.

Taller than Taehyung, shoulders like a sculpture. Wet hair, black T-shirt, headphones around his neck. He walked confidently. Their eyes met and did not part.

“Good morning,” Jungkook said calmly. “Are there many more people in the shower?”

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