Jungkook 12

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Tehnn sincerely believed that moving to the countryside was the best decision of his life. The new neighborhood greeted him with neat rows of private homes, the scent of pine needles, and the quiet of the night. Kim finally expected to get a good night's sleep after the stuffy and noisy metropolis.

But the perfect calm lasted only a couple of weeks. As soon as the spring puddles dried up and the asphalt became completely dry, a local nightmare appeared on the streets.

It was Jungkook, a twenty-year-old who seemed to never get off his bike. He even managed to ride it to the grocery store around the corner, spending hours tinkering with the engine, and literally blowing every speck of dust off his iron horse.

The real hell began late at night. Jeong would shamelessly race through the sleepy alleys, deliberately revving the engine and deafening the surroundings with a wild roar from the exhaust. Every night at precisely four in the morning, Taehyung would jump out of bed, covering his ears with a pillow.

At first, Kim reassured himself that it was a one-off incident and the boy would soon calm down. However, the nightmare recurred day after day, turning Taehyung's life into pure torture and provoking wild rage.

Today, Kim's patience finally snapped, and he decided to put an end to this outrage. He stayed up all night, keeping watch at the window, waiting for the roar of the engine to finally catch the insolent idiot.

As soon as a familiar silhouette appeared, Taehyung resolutely ran out of the gate and stood right in the middle of the narrow road. The motorcyclist slammed on the brakes, and the bike screeched to a stop a few meters away.

Jungkook turned off the engine, slowly took off his helmet, shook his disheveled hair and said with a cheeky grin:

— Are you tired of living?