He stood looking down at me, and while I looked up and smiled, his blank expression turned into a subtle smile.

He stepped into his shoes and slipped his arms through his trench coat, all while maintaining eye contact.

He is incredibly handsome, and his mysterious aura is so captivating. 

I feel his hand touch my waist, and then he opens the door, gently pushing me in front of him.

I feel excitement at being out with him, running off ahead towards the opening of the forest.

I look into it, hesitant of what could be in there, but then he walks off ahead of me, turning back to look at me with a smirk.

I look into it, hesitant of what could be in there, but then he walks off ahead of me, turning back to look at me with a smirk

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I picked up a stick and flicked another one that was on the floor towards him.

He looked down at it, and when he looked at me again, I had stood in a fighting stance, encouraging him to duel.

He broke out into a wide smile and picked it up. 

This is the first time I have seen him smile like that. He should do it more often.


He ran to me with his baton and I giggled as I dodged his swing, swiping him with it instead.

He raised his eyebrows at me, like he was surprised and impressed, and I just couldn't help but puff up my chest as I showed off my skills.

Dad and I used to do this all the time, so I have a bit of a knack when it comes to sword fighting.

I couldn't help but wonder why he trained me to do such a thing, but with what's been happening as of late, it is becoming clearer.

He threw his stick on the floor and ran at me full pelt, making me drop mine and try to escape him.

He's quick, I'll give him that.

He picked me up and spun me around, making me laugh the most I have in a good while, and he dropped me on the grass. 

He laid next to me and took my hand, holding it out above him to study the lines in my palm.

"Why don't you speak, Jung Kook?" I whispered to him, making him turn to face me with a worried look.

"Can you write?" I question, and he shakes his head at me.

"Can I try something?" 


He hesitates.


"I just want to see if I can communicate with you.. In other ways." I smile at him, hoping he will trust me.

He nods, which prompts me to straddle myself over him.

He very obviously didn't expect me to make such a move on him, but I just smirked back at how flustered he looked.

"Relax." I mouthed, Taking his hands under my skirt to touch my bare thighs.

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