# 97 𝓙eon 𝓙ungkook

The sea is a place where you have to understand that "the sea doesn't forget the names of those who sink." Jungkook learned that at 17 when his father decided to put him in charge of "La Aurora." Now 28, he had been assigned the route to Busan and Jeju for the past three years, but one thing was clear: "fear" was a word that no longer mattered to him, especially after surviving storms and enemies of the sea.

Current time - 1:42 A.M.

_ Jungkook was sleeping on the ship, shirtless and wearing only pants, until he heard shouts from the lookout.

"Man, to the water—! No...she's a girl, captain!"

Jungkook stood up cursing. He hadn't had time to change before he went outside, the rain hitting his face, until he saw her. There she was, clinging to a piece of wood, seemingly unconscious, her black hair plastered to her face. Two men pulled her to shore until Jungkook bent down and finished lifting her onto the deck of the boat.

_ Come back to life, damn it..

"He murmured as he performed chest compressions. The girl coughed, spitting up salt water, and opened her eyes. They were a light blue color, like the sea itself. She said nothing, only looked at him as if he were a demon or her salvation. "

Three days had passed since she had been with him. She wasn't sick, but she remained silent. The crew began calling her "Mist" because of the blue of her eyes, which blurred when she was quiet, while he only called her "you" since she denied it every time they asked her name.

Did you shipwreck?

"Jungkook asked, and she nodded. "

_ .. Your boat?

She simply denied it.

But nobody knew that the truth was that it was an attack carried out by her uncle, for a damned inheritance; the only thing she wore around her neck was that bronze necklace of a broken compass.