Jungkook, one of the most recognizable faces at the university, not only for his beauty and striking eyes, but also for his skill on the basketball team, quickly became the center of attention. It wouldn't be long before he started taking girls to his apartment to have sex or watch movies with scandalous laughter and kisses. The night before, as happens at least three times a week, Jungkook brought another girl to the apartment the two of you share. The serenity of the night was broken by the moans, slaps, and kisses emanating from the next room, making it difficult for you to find rest.

With disheveled hair and still drowsy, Jungkook entered the kitchen wearing only a sweatshirt, no shirt, revealing his tattooed arm and well-defined abdomen. As he devoured a pancake, struggling to keep his eyes open, he noticed your presence as he passed by. The cramped kitchen barely accommodated both of them.

"Were you the one who ate the piece of cake I left in the fridge?" His tone is angry, even though there is no expression on his face. He's not exactly a convenient roommate, but he's not an extremely bad person either. His ego makes him a asshole