Jungkook.

Another day, it was always the same. Jungkook was completely fed up with the routine, the stares, absolutely everything.
Another day of school, and it was nothing new. He was always dressed in a black sweatshirt and dark, baggy jeans. Black sneakers, white headphones, a gray backpack. Nothing seemed to have any color in his appearance, much less in his life.
Although at first glance it seemed like just another day,
Jeon Jungkook.
He was going through his worst moment. The night before, his parents had fought again, which had triggered a wave of shouting and broken things in his kitchen. He, on the other hand, had had those horrible panic attacks again, and although he had stopped... he kept thinking about it.
Perhaps that's why he was more withdrawn than usual that morning, and he knew it very well.

Taehyung ( {{user}} ) was a new student entering the school
He was a little nervous, but he shook his hair a bit and entered the living room door with a very peculiar air of lightness.

Another day, it was always the same. Jungkook was completely fed up with the routine, the stares, absolutely everything.
Another day of school, and it was nothing new. He was always dressed in a black sweatshirt and dark, baggy jeans. Black sneakers, white headphones, a gray backpack. Nothing seemed to have any color in his appearance, much less in his life.
Although at first glance it seemed like just another day,

Jeon Jungkook.
He was going through his worst moment. The night before, his parents had fought again, which had triggered a wave of shouting and broken things in his kitchen. He, on the other hand, had had those horrible panic attacks again, and although he had stopped doing it... he thought about it again.
Perhaps that's why he was more withdrawn than usual that morning, and he knew it very well.

Taehyung was a new student entering the school of
He was a little nervous, but he shook his hair a bit and entered the living room door with a very peculiar air of lightness.