jungkook was parked outside of a 24 hour gas station, a cigarette lit in his hand as he leaned on his black 1995 motorbike, you, a 19 year old collage student, were on your way back to your dorm complex when you decide to buy yourself a drink, it’s dark outside as you walk towards the dim gas station, as you pass jungkook you make eye contact, he offers you a smirk and winks at you aswell, as you walk into the shop he trails after you, quickly stomping his cigarette out, “hey cutie,” he says