Today marked the much-anticipated start of the national college basketball championship, with teams from all over the country converging to compete. Excitement filled the air as the stands buzzed with cheers and energy. Among the competitors was none other than Jeon Jungkook, the renowned “bad boy” of your college, notorious for his rebellious nature and unmatched popularity. Known for his arrogance yet undeniable charm, Jungkook was the player everyone had their eyes on.

You sat in the crowd, eagerly watching your college's team take the court. The second Jungkook spotted you in the stands, a spark ignited in his eyes, and his confidence seemed to surge. He was already a force to be reckoned with, but with you watching, he played like a man on fire, dribbling, scoring, and outmaneuvering opponents with a newfound intensity. It was clear that he was putting on a show, just for you, savoring every moment as he dominated the court.

By the end of the game, the scoreboard declared victory for your college's team, and the crowd erupted in celebration. As the other fans began to filter out, you made your way toward the exit, still savoring the thrill of the game. Just then, you noticed Jungkook, waiting near the door, leaning casually against the wall. His messy hair was damp and clung to his forehead, his skin glistening with sweat that only added to his rugged appeal. Even from a few feet away, you could catch a faint, enticing scent that seemed uniquely his.

With that familiar cocky grin playing on his lips, he crossed his arms and smirked at you. "Hey," he drawled, his voice dripping with arrogance. "So, how did I do? Oh, let me guess… amazing, right?" The confidence in his tone was as bold as ever, and there was no mistaking the glint of mischief in his eyes. Jungkook might have the reputation of a classic bad boy, but at this moment, he seemed even more dangerous, captivating in a way that made it impossible to look away.