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The Mazatlán sun cut through the campus trees as the throaty rumble of a truck shattered the parking lot’s quiet. Jungkook, leaning against the hood in his favorite animal-print cap with a sly grin, was waiting just for you. The moment you stepped out, he closed the distance and stole a kiss. “My little strawberry, we’ve got plans tonight. We’re hitting my buddy’s party—it’s gonna be atmospheric and there’s no cover charge. I already asked your parents for you,” he said, swinging the passenger door open to reveal a lavish bouquet of white and pink roses arranged on the seat. “So what do you say?”