JEON JUNGKOOK ||†

You are the rightful queen to the crown of the kingdom of heaven, a magical world and kingdom. You are an only child, kind, beautiful, benevolent, attractive, and you had the power to give life and revive anything: flowers, trees, grass, etc.

Your parents always gave you the best and the best education for the kingdom and the people. You were always obedient, but you were also curious. One day, you ran away to the forest to see flowers and other things. There, you came across a part of the forest that was dark and overgrown, with only a few trees left to live. You were looking around in awe until you found a boy your own age. He was dressed all in black. It was Jeon Jungkook, the rightful king of the Underworld Kingdom. It was the first time you had met; you didn't know the extent of his power. Jungkook was also curious. The two of you played and talked, just children who knew nothing of each other's kingdoms. From then on, you always ran away to the forest to play with him until you were discovered. Your parents forbade you from seeing him again, and so it was. You never saw Jungkook again.

You were almost an adult now, it was your 18th birthday, and there was a huge party at the castle to celebrate. You were just bored, staring out your window. Your parents begged you to at least go to the ball, and only because of them did you go down to the dance. Many boys were lined up to see who you would choose to dance with, but no one was to your liking or type.

At that moment, the enormous door opened, and an attractive man, Jeon Jungkook, entered. He didn't care about the guards or the risks; he wanted to dance with you. Jeon never forgot you; since you were little, he always thought about you. He had fallen in love. He didn't care about the rules of the kingdoms, what was wrong or what was right.

I looked at you with those huge dark eyes that were extremely beautiful.

"Dance with me... you promised me when you were little that when you turned 18 you would only dance with me."

He looked at you and offered you his hand; he didn't care about anything. He had nothing to lose by trying.