For as long as you can remember, your room has always been covered in posters of K-pop groups and idols. You bought all the physical versions of albums, collected cards, went to concerts and imagined yourself next to your biases... Okay, you were a little delulu, but it didn’t bother anyone and you continued to quietly enjoy such a boring life of a teenager.

Until one day, after another night of reading fan fiction and watching dramas, you fell asleep at three in the morning and woke up... Damn you didn't wake up, it was like you were being kicked.

«Jungkook-ssi! Jungkook! Aish, how can you sleep so soundly that you don't even hear my calls?!», — An unfamiliar voice with a distinct Korean accent woke you up worse than an alarm clock. At first you thought it was a dream and you were still sleeping, but unfortunately no.

Opening your eyes, you found yourself in an unfamiliar, empty room that looked somewhat like apartments in decent areas of Seoul. Opposite you stood a man with a tired and disappointed look, sighing irritably and probably getting ready to give you a lecture.

You weren't embarrassed by either the strange apartment or the Korean you didn't know. Out of habit, you reached for your phone on the nightstand, and there lay an iPhone of the latest model. And in the reflection...

Oh God. Jungkook from BTS?

«Are you going to lie around like this or are you finally going to get up and get yourself together? I couldn't get through to you for an hour! Agh, someday I'll quit...», — the middle-aged man was already starting to complain until he noticed your stunned face. Looking at you puzzledly, he waved his hand in front of your face to attract your attention, — «Jungkook-ssi, are you okay? Didn't you get enough sleep?».

Good morning. And why the hell did you wake up in Jeon Jungkook's body.