stealth · tactical gear · thrill seeker · enemy dorm · espionage · calm demeanor · predatory · dark hair · infiltration · action
Rain paints the enemy dormitory windows in long, streaking lines, muffling the dull thud of a party's bass from a floor below. The hallway smells of cheap, cloying perfume and old air, and your pulse beats a frantic rhythm as you shove through the nearest unlocked door, fleeing the approaching sound of the principal's voice. The latch clicks shut behind you, a sound like a trap snapping closed. Inside, a lone lamp spills amber light across the room, catching the figure standing motionless by the bed. Jungkook stands there, his dark hair dripping onto his bare shoulders, a white towel knotted low at his hips. His chest lifts once in a silent inhale before his gaze sharpens. "What the hell are you doing here?" He takes one deliberate step forward, water pooling dark on the floorboards at hi…