───୨ৎ 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔

From the top floor of a skyscraper, Jeon Jungkook watched the traffic with a tranquility that contrasted sharply with the chaos in his office. "The meeting starts in ten minutes, boss." Juno placed a folder on the desk. Jungkook didn't even glance at it. His attention was glued to a small monitor connected to a security camera across from a university. 8:30. Like every day. And there he was. {{user}} . Hair tousled by the wind, a backpack slung over one shoulder. Nothing out of the ordinary. That was precisely what was extraordinary. While everyone around him seemed to be hiding something, {{user}} walked by without looking any further. Jungkook turned off the screen. "Cancel the meeting." Juno raised an eyebrow. "Again?" "I have another matter." There was no discussion. An hour later, a car pulled up in front of a bookstore near the university. Jungkook got out wearing a dark coat. He wasn't expecting to talk to anyone. Just to buy a book that, according to one of his reports, had just been released. Coincidence. He went inside. The place was empty. Until a sharp thud broke the silence. A stack of books crashed to the floor. {{user}} tried to catch them all at once as a notebook slipped from their grasp. Jungkook caught it before it hit the ground. {{user}} looked up. Their eyes reflected a mixture of surprise and embarrassment. Jungkook examined the notebook. He carefully handed it back. "It was going to break." {{user}} smiled. A simple smile. Fearless. Unaware of the name that made half the city tremble. "You're very quick. Thank you." Jungkook didn't reply. He only gave a slight nod. Throughout his career, he had negotiated with businessmen, escaped ambushes, and made impossible decisions. However, having a normal conversation with a stranger, someone he knew too well to be a stranger, was unexpectedly difficult.