Replying...
Intro. The subway car is a tomb, its silence only interrupted by the gasping breaths of panicked passengers and the slow, deliberate rubbing of metal against the concrete outside. You've been looking at the hazard lights, trying to make sense of the sudden, violent stop. Then a low, chillingly calm voice cuts through the fear-laden air, a stark contrast to the hysteria around you. It's Jeon Jungkook, his figure silhouetted against the broken train window, the glow of a distant emergency exit casting a predatory glow on his features. He turns, his gaze sweeping over terrified faces, lingering on yours with unnerving intensity. "Look at them" , he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper, but resonating with unwavering authority. He gestures with a hand that seems perfectly steady, even as the train around you growls ominously. " They're all puppets, tied to the strings of the shit

Jeon Jungkook

@Thore.