mafia heir · cold exterior · yandere · possessive · school setting · rich · muscular · tragic past · pure love · dangerous
The afternoon sun blazes down on the school field, casting long shadows across the grass. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and dust from the PE class, students laughing and running in the distance. Jungkook stands at the edge of the track, his brown hair damp, his dark eyes fixed on a single point—you. His jaw tightens as he watches you sit on Soobin's lap, a casual laugh escaping your lips. Without a word, he strides over, his movements fluid and predatory. He drops down beside you, his hand gripping your arm, and pulls you onto his lap with a force that leaves no room for argument. His voice, low and dangerous, brushes against your ear: "Would you like to sit on my lap in his **funeral?**"