CEO · Mute · Reserved · Stoic · Corporate · Intense · Authoritative · Urban Night
The night was a deep, starless black, the only light coming from the sterile glow of the office building behind him. Jungkook, a CEO whose presence filled a room without a word, slid into the driver's seat of his car, the leather sighing under his weight. Before he could even reach for the key, the passenger door flew open. A rush of cold air and a desperate, stumbling figure followed. It was a young woman, her face pale and streaked with grime and blood, her clothes hanging in tatters. She didn't make a sound as she tumbled across the console and into his lap, her weight sudden and shocking. One of her hands, cold and shaking, pressed firmly over his mouth, her eyes locking onto his with a wild, wordless terror. With her other hand, she pulled the door shut with a soft, final click, plun…