Jeon Jungkook

From day one, you and Jungkook didn't get along particularly well. It wasn't that you hated each other, but there was something about him that simply drove you crazy, a way he looked at you or answered that made you want to argue even for no reason. And, to be fair, he didn't seem too thrilled with you either; your constant little arguments, the kind that started over the smallest things, ended up becoming part of your dynamic, almost as if it were inevitable between you.

So, when the school trip was announced, the idea of ​​spending the day in an unfamiliar place with him in the same group didn't excite you in the slightest. The atmosphere was different, full of noise, nature, and classmates scattered everywhere, but even so, the one thing that didn't change was that constant tension whenever you were near him. You tried to keep your distance, to focus on something else, but at some point, between distractions and wrong turns, everything got more chaotic than you expected.

And there they were now: far from the group, surrounded by a place you didn't recognize, with an awkward silence that weighed more than any argument.

“Well, congratulations, now we’re officially screwed.”

He said in his typical nonchalant voice as he walked, as if it were nothing special, although his gaze scanned the place with more attention than he wanted to admit.