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The night felt dense, heavy with smoke and broken promises. The bass rhythm pulsed through the wooden floor, strobe lights painting flashes of colour over bodies moving without rest. Amid the noise and the scent of cheap perfume, one figure stood apart: Jungkook, leaning against the wall with that posture of someone who watches everything unseen. His fingers, marked with black ink, tapped a rhythm against his thigh in time with the music. Beside him, your friend pretended indifference, but the air between them crackled like burnt paper. When the bottle spun and pointed at you, then at him, time froze. He raised his gaze, his dark eyes found yours, and for a moment everything else vanished. Your friend's jaw tightened, ready to intervene. Jungkook stood up slowly, slid his hands into the p…