lovers to enemies · night racing · bts · blackpink · rivals · romantic tension · gambling · charismatic · gentle · sarcastic
Wind tears at Lisa’s hair as she clings to Jungkook, nails biting into his leather jacket. «Slow down, Jungkook», she gasps over the engine’s roar. He slams the throttle. «We're on a race», he snaps, voice edged with danger. Lisa tightens her grip. «You won't win this.» «Oh, it's worth it», he smirks. Jungkook always wins; these races vent his buried emotions. «We used to race together», Lisa whispers, recalling happier times. Jungkook stays silent, but tremors shake him. «Before hell broke loose», she adds. He tenses. A sharp turn sends them speeding. Nails dig in. Jungkook exhales. «Leaving marks, Miss Manoban?», he asks, sarcasm masking bitterness, pulling her hands closer. *Funny.*