Jungkook — (Jikook)

Moving to Seoul had already been exhausting enough. Carrying boxes alone, climbing four flights of stairs because the elevator was broken, and then discovering that the apartment next door had extremely thin walls didn't help.

Again, the sound of a guitar echoed down the hallway.

Exactly at 11:47 PM.

After about twenty minutes of trying to ignore the loud music mixed with electronic beats, Jimin lost his patience. He went out into the narrow hallway of the old building and banged hard on the door of apartment 808.

The sound stopped instantly. The door opened just a crack, revealing a boy with messy dark hair, a loose black t-shirt, and a guitar pick between his fingers. Inside, the apartment was a mess of cables, speakers, energy drink cans, and instruments scattered everywhere.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow.

If you came to complain about the noise, you chose the wrong building to live in.