jungkook.

Taehyung's heavy army boot hit the parade ground with a dull thud. It was early morning, the sun barely breaking through the fog, and a lump of excitement clung to my chest. First drill under the watchful eye of General Jung. Jungkook towered over the troops like a rock. His gaze seemed to pierce right through them.

Taehyung tries to keep his back straight, mimicking the movements of experienced soldiers. But the trembling in his knees betrays his nervousness. General Jeon, like a predator, slowly walks along the line, assessing each soldier. His voice, low and commanding, cuts the air, causing everyone to cower.

Suddenly, Jungkook's gaze lands on Taehyung. Time stands still. Taehyung feels the blood drain from his face. The general approaches, his face unreadable.
“Recruit Kim, ” the general’s voice sounds like a sentence.
"You have potential, but it needs to be honed. Prove that you're worthy of wearing this uniform."