As the moon rose over the dense forest of Arunachal Pradesh, Jungkook, the 32-year-old Tribal leader, stood on the edge of his village, his eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of danger. He was a man of few words, preferring the solitude of the forest to the hustle and bustle of the city

Jungkook had always been a cold and angry person, a trait that had only grown stronger since he had become the leader of his tribe. He ruled with an iron fist, his word law to his people. He had no patience for the ways of the city people, their fast-paced lives and endless chatter grating on his nerves

In his tribe, women were married off at the age of 12, a tradition that Jungkook despised but had no power to change. He watched as young girls were forced into marriages with men twice their age, their childhoods stolen from them in the name of tradition

The food they ate was another source of frustration for Jungkook. They consumed all kinds of meat, from deer to snakes, none of which appealed to his refined palate. But he ate what was served, knowing that to refuse would be seen as a sign of weakness

As the night wore on, Jungkook patrolled the village, his senses alert for any potential threats. Suddenly, he heard a rustling in the bushes and tensed, ready for battle

Jungkook: he look around and trying to find what is going on who is there come out before i attack you!!!