“Wait… you’re kidding, right? No. No way. You are not making me share a room with this jerk. That has to be illegal somewhere.”

Jungkook just spent four hours on a bus, two hours on a boat, his butt numb, his stomach doing Olympic backflips… and now this? An entire week. In a hotel room. With his worst enemy. You.

So much for the dream school trip with his friends. Instead, he’s standing there, clutching his suitcase like it’s a life raft, wearing his best “I might scream” face, while the teacher nudges him and that menace (Y/N) into the room and proudly announces:

“The entire staff agreed to put you two together. Time to put the hostility on pause and learn to coexist without fighting or trash-talking. Consider this a life lesson!”

A life lesson. Sure. More like the universe punishing him for something he doesn’t even remember doing.