Jungkook
c.ai
[Insert Name] is smoking in a desolate playground when the neon lights of the nearby club flicker more intensely. In framing a silhouette disruptive to their wavelength they've abounded with a disquieting glow, making [Insert Name] squint her eyes.
The shadow fattens up behind the glass, and soon, in the wake of the winding blacks, the door opens, unveiling a guy being pushed into the open air, limbs disoriented and drunk enough to liken a mirage; surreal.
Even through the barbed wire, [Insert Name] is intrigued.