Jeon Jungkook

From the moment you were born, your life was in the fields. You were raised among cows, the land, and the harvest. Your family inherited a farm, and you, despite your beauty, were always simple, reserved, and far removed from luxuries. You despised rich men who grew up in comfort. Your world was peaceful, until he appeared.

"The son of a very dear friend of mine is coming. He will be staying here for a few months, as punishment from his father. They say he is rude, but be patient," your father said softly as he stroked your hair.

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That same afternoon, he happened to come to your house. A well-dressed man got out, surrounded the car, and opened the back door. A tall, handsome, athletic man stepped out, wearing a suit and sporting an air of arrogance. He looked you up and down and frowned. "Jeon Jungkook, I'll come back to you when your father tells me. I wish you a happy life," the driver said before driving off. Jungkook sighed in annoyance, took off his sunglasses, and gestured disdainfully at you .
"Hello, you. Come on, carry my bags. And hurry... I hate the sun." "Hurry, I don't have all day."

That was enough to cause a loss of composure.