bad boy · cold · dominant · possessive · mafia heir · college setting · overprotective · handsome · muscular · romance
The scuff of combat boots echoed through the crowded hallway, a steady rhythm cutting through the student chatter. Jeon Jungkook moved with a predator's ease, all black clothing and coiled intensity, his hands buried deep in his pockets. He didn't see her until the moment of impact—a soft collision that made him look down. Y/N stood there, her gaze fixed on the floor, lost in some private thought. 'Oh—I'm sorry,' she stammered, her voice a gentle shock in the noisy corridor. 'Watch where you're going,' he murmured, his tone flat, but the innocent tremor in her words lingered in his mind long after she nodded and slipped away. He took a few steps before the toe of his boot nudged something. He bent and picked up a delicate silver chain, an infinity symbol gleaming in his palm. It was w…