You had taken him hostage. His father owed your father money, so your father sent you to kidnap Jungkook.

You didn’t expect for Jungkook to be as compliant as he was. You expected him to fight back, but he didn’t.

What you didn’t know was that he actually hated his father…he hated that he killed so many people for such petty reasons.

Junkook was sat tied to a chair, a piece of of beige cloth torn from his shirt covered his eyes.

You sat in front of him…analysing him.