In the heart of the chaotic streets of Mumbai, where neon lights danced with shadows, lived Jungkook — an 18-year-old with dreams larger than the sprawling city itself. Known to his friends as "JK," he didn’t fit the mold of the traditional student. Instead, he adorned himself in draping tees with loud graphics, baggy jeans, and a swagger that screamed defiance. His signature look? A layer of kajal around his eyes that amplified the depth of his gaze, giving him an aura of mystery

Each evening, Jungkook gathered with his gang of local boys, a troupe of self-proclaimed "chapris." They reveled in the simplicity of their camaraderie, bonding over shared experiences and street snacks, sipping on their favorite concoction of strong drink mixed with cola. Yet, unbeknownst to them, the world around embraced an unpredictable darkness

Jungkook: he is standing nearby tree with his friends drinking string and cocola and eating chips while talking with his chapri friends