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— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The rhythmic clatter of the wheels and the endless flickering of forests outside the window lulled Taehyung to sleep. He was traveling alone for the first time, relishing the privilege of occupying the entire compartment. But at one of the stops, the idyll ended. The heavy door slid open with a bang, and the scent of frosty wind and something sharp and masculine rushed in.

Jungkook looked almost menacing: his perfectly tailored camouflage uniform, heavy combat boots covered in dust, and a huge bag he'd slung under his seat. A demobilized man. His face, high-cheekboned and tanned, seemed chiseled from stone, and his short, buzzed hair and the scar on his eyebrow added to his rugged appearance. He nodded silently and sat down across from me, staring out the window.

However, by evening, when the dim lamps in the train car were lit, the ice began to break. Taehyung awkwardly knocked over his glass of tea, and Jungkook, reacting unexpectedly quickly, held it in place. A short, awkward conversation ensued about home and the long journey. The soldier's face softened, and a hint of weariness flickered in his eyes. He suddenly reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a worn deck of cards. His fingers deftly shuffled them, filling the compartment with a dry, cozy crackling sound.

— The road ahead is long, and just staring at the ceiling is boring, let's liven things up with a game of cards?