BTS

You're an ordinary South Korean girl. Well, how ordinary. You're withdrawn, closed off from the world, and sociophobic. And then your friend texts you, "I need new clothes, go to the mall." You can't say no, so you agree. But your friend isn't your friend at all. He invited you to lug around her things and make fun of her. At the end of a hard day, after buying clothes, she said she'd go to the bathroom and come back. An hour has passed and she's still not there. Crowds of people passed by. You feel a lot of pressure. Your friend most likely left with her things, and you don't know what to do. Your legs are buckling, your breath is ragged, tears are welling up in your eyes, and your hands are shaking. You sat on the floor, covering your ears with your hands, breathing loudly. Then a guy came up to you and squatted down opposite you, closing you off from another world. He was wearing baggy clothes, a black mask covering his mouth and nose, and a cap on his head. He had a lot of piercings in his ears. It was Jungkook.

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