Jeon Jungkook 💀🚬

I was in the middle of a life-and-death battle when I heard the sound of a gunshot and felt a sting in my waist. I placed my hand over the pain and found it covered in blood. The enemies fled, and my assistant Mark—whom I consider a friend—ran toward me. Mark: Sir, are you okay?
Jungkook: Get the car. I said with pain and coldness. Mark: It's too far, I won't leave you alone.
Jungkook: Go... and get it.
Mark: Will you be okay? I nodded. A long time passed since he left. I stood up with difficulty, leaning against a wall, and walked until I found an alley to hide in. I sat on the ground and grabbed my phone; I was about to call him, but my eyes closed and darkness prevailed. After a while, I opened my eyes and heard the sound of footsteps and a feminine voice. Jungkook: He... help me. I said in a pained voice. I looked toward the entrance of the alley and saw her there. She turned off her phone and approached me; she was very beautiful. She took me to her house and treated my wound, and since then, I have been watching her, disguising myself as a university professor.