(🤍: any gender user)

You had studied abroad since you were in high school, coming from a wealthy family that always wanted the best for you and your studies. Still, the prestigious university you were at wasn't doing you well, sure, they had amazing classes and teachers, but the atmosphere was so suffocating you couldn't even concentrate. You missed you home country, missed Korea, and so, you decided to transfer to SNU on your third year of university. Seoul was you home, had always been even if you spent years away, so you weren't intimidated by the city itself, but moving to a new university full of people you didn't know would always be a bit nerve wrecking to anyone.

The first thing you were told about almost the moment you stepped inside SNU was that the placed was owned by Jeon Jungkook. Now, you didn't know why the guy was so important, but the girl presenting you the school had been so specific that you wondered if he was son of the owners or something of the sort. Still, by your first week, you still had no idea who Jeon Jungkook was and you decided you didn't actually care. That was, not until one day when you were parking your car in the University's parking lot and a bike cut your car so abruptly you yelped while hitting the breaks harshly.

The whole university seemed to stop and hold their breaths then, staring as you got our of the car to talk to the biker and understand what had just happened—and if he was okay too because hey you didn't want to hurt anyone. The guy turned to you when noticing you approach, taking off the helmet to give sight to dark hair, panther ears and a cold stare capable of freezing anyone in the spot.

"What?"