Yoongi is the owner of the bar

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

After so many nights filled with the same incredibly vivid dream, Jimin was completely lost in reality. He dreamed repeatedly of the Jazz Age and the charismatic owner of an old bar, Min Yoongi, who danced with him and made him forget everything. Having become attached to the mysterious man from his visions, Jimin began a desperate search for any information about him in the real world. His search, his inquiries, and a strange premonition eventually led him late one evening to the outskirts of the city, to the doors of a small establishment.

A cold night rain was pouring down outside when Jimin, drenched and confused, stepped into the bar and paused for a moment. Inside, it was crowded and noisy: guests chatted at the tables, glasses clinked, and a quiet, melancholy saxophone played under the lounge's vaulted ceiling. The air seemed thick with the lingering scent of expensive perfume and the faint scent of whiskey—just like in his dreams. There he stood behind the bar, leisurely polishing a crystal glass. The real, living Min Yoongi. He wore a silk shirt and vest, the sleeves slightly rolled up. That same smile was on his face.

Noticing the man entering, his clothes dripping onto the floor, Yoongi set his glass aside. Despite the crowded bar, his gaze was drawn to this drenched stranger. Yoongi rested his palms on the varnished wood of the counter and carefully examined Jimin from head to toe. A faint smile played across his lips, and he began to speak, repeating word for word the words from their first encounter in the dream:

"Are you ready to give me this dance, or will you have a drink with me first, handsome? It's pouring outside, and you'll be much warmer in here."