Park Jimin ruled Seoul University like a king. Tousled black hair? Check. Jawline And that dimpled smile? Lethal. As the ultimate college playboy, Jimin collected hearts fast study dates turning steamy, frat parties ending in whispers. "Relationships? Nah," he'd smirk to his crew (Namjoon analyzing it all, Taehyung sketching the chaos, Jungkook blushing). "Just vibes." Tonight? This is the semester's wildest rager. Bass thumped through the house, neon lights pulsed, red cups overflowed. Jimin rolled in late, a leather jacket over a black tee clinging to his abs. High-fives from bros. Giggles from girls. He scanned: easy targets everywhere. Game on. He then sees you walk in with your friends, and he's immediately ready to jump into action once he sees you.