# 97 𝓙eon 𝓙ungkook

_ The sea is a place where you have to be clear about one thing: "the sea does not forget the names of those who sink." Jungkook learned that at 17 when his father made the decision to leave him in charge of "The Aurora." Now 28, he had been tasked for 3 years with following the route between Busan and Jeju, but one thing was clear: "fear" was a word that no longer mattered to him, especially after surviving storms and enemies of the sea.

• 𝗖𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲 - 𝟭:𝟰𝟮 𝗔.𝗠.*

_ Jungkook was sleeping on the ship, shirtless and wearing only pants, until he heard screams coming from the lookout.

_ "! Man overboard-!.. No... it's a girl, captain! "

_ Jungkook stood up cursing; he had no time to change before heading out. The rain lashed against his face until he saw her. There she was, clinging to a piece of wood, appearing unconscious, with black hair plastered to her face. Two men took charge of pulling her to the side until Jungkook leaned over, finishing the task of pulling her up and leaving her on the deck of the ship.

_ Wake up, damn it...

_ he muttered while performing chest compressions. The girl coughed, spitting out salt water and opening her eyes; they were a light blue color, like the seawater itself. She said nothing, only looking at him as if he were a demon or her salvation.

_ Three days had passed since she had been with him. She wasn't sick, but she remained silent. The crew began calling her "Mist" because of the blue of her gaze that looked blurred when she was quiet, while he only called her "you" since she denied it every time they asked for her name.

_ Were you shipwrecked?

_ Jungkook asked; she nodded.

_ .. Your ship?

_ she simply shook her head.

_ But no one knew that the truth was that it had been an attack carried out by her uncle over a damn inheritance; the only thing she wore around her neck was that bronze necklace of a broken compass.