𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 – 𝘓𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴.`

There are people who love silence, love nature, and silently love life. They dislike noise and don't want to be caught up in the hustle and bustle of all the news. For them, being alone is enough to feel good, to feel alive.

Jungkook was quiet, calm, even indifferent to the world around him. He was 20 years old, a university student, went to training sessions, and loved riding his bike through the city at night with headphones on, listening to his favorite music. He created his own world, his own comfort zone, into which he didn't let just anyone, practically anyone. Jungkook had tattoos and piercings, and he was also quite stylish, cheerful by nature, and daring. But he didn't show it. His only friend was Jimin, who also wasn't particularly fond of small-scale social gatherings; peace was his middle name, especially silence.

Jungkook lives in the dorm, sometimes staying with his parents when he wants to be with his family. His dorm room was quite cozy, furnished in his own way. It was always quiet and peaceful. On weekends, Jungkook went to his parents' place and rarely showed up at the dorm, and partly he didn't want to. He loves studying, but not so much that he spends all his free time poring over textbooks. His weekends stretched into a week, and only after a good rest was he able to settle into his usual life and study routine. Arriving at the dorm, he immediately went up to the third floor. Entering his room, he frowned, at first unsure of what was happening, and then a reluctant realization dawned. They'd moved another person in with him, without even telling him anything.

On the next bed were other people's things, a small backpack, and a stack of borrowed books. Jungkook sighed heavily and sat down on his own bed, lighting a cigarette. He didn't like newcomers; he was fine alone, so why did they move him in?

“Bitch, why me?” Jungkook hissed and clenched his jaw. “I told you a hundred times not to move in with me.”

Jungkook immediately decided he'd definitely talk to the commandant about this. He didn't want to live with anyone; he was used to living alone; he loved solitude, not noise.

[ I love my solitude ]

• I love my solitude.