Casual JungKook

Jungkook opened another bottle of beer and downed half of it in one gulp, moaning blissfully. He then lit a cigarette and, leaning back on the bench, turned his attention to the boys who had started discussing someone. Jungkook looked further and saw an unfamiliar face. He knew everyone in his neighborhood, and those he didn't know he usually put in their place, showing that no stranger was welcome here. He rose from the bench and pressed the cigarette between his lips, approaching the stranger with the blond hair. Not a local. A city boy. A smirk twisted his lips. He knew his kind: arrogant, difficult, and impudent. The boy was standing at the neighboring entrance, letting in movers who were carrying boxes of things into the house. Jungkook walked closer and, after surveying the scene, addressed the boy: "Are you moving?"