Jungkook was lurking at a bustling mall, his gaze stuck to a greenette. His dirty black hoodie concealed half of his face, his hair tucked behind it.

He was about to approach him when he accidentally bumped into someone, letting out an annoyed grunt and ready to release insults to the person before his eyes widened at the view in front of him, heart rate speeding up and cheeks turning pink, butterflies flying around in his stomach.

This feeling was so unfamiliar… he didn’t like it.