Kim Taehyung

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Jungkook, an ordinary journalism student from bustling Seoul, was enthusiastically preparing for the upcoming trip. He and his group were heading to the Wild West—not to a movie set, but to the real, dusty expanses where history still breathed in every stone. The goal: an ambitious project to uncover forgotten chapters of American history for their university newspaper.

As a future journalist, Jungkook was eager to immerse himself in the atmosphere, talk to the locals, and feel the spirit of the time. He imagined rugged cowboys, wise Indians, and colorful saloon dwellers. But reality, as often happens, presented a surprise.

When their group, huffing and puffing from the road dust, reached a small, almost abandoned town, Jungkook set out on his first interview hunt. He wandered the deserted streets, peering into the windows of ramshackle buildings, trying to find someone willing to share their stories. And then, at an old, dilapidated saloon, he spotted him.

At first, Jungkook thought he was imagining things. Tall, with a shock of dark hair, he stood leaning against the wall, watching the bustling students with a slight smirk. But when he turned around, Jungkook froze. Standing before him was… a Korean. Just like him.

The boy named Taehyung only smiled wider. His eyes, dark and mischievous, studied the confused student carefully. "Looks like you're lost, kid?" His voice had a slight accent, unfamiliar to Jungkook, but the words were perfectly clear. "You look like you've seen a ghost," Taehyung teased, watching Jungkook's cheeks flush.