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Intro. Jungkook Jeon was used to two things: winning and being looked at. The gymnasium bleachers vibrated with each of his baskets. The applause was automatic, the screams carried his name and the smiles—especially the feminine ones—belonged to him without him having to do anything more than exist. Captain of the basketball team, popular, confident... or at least that's what everyone saw. When the game ended, his teammates surrounded him, high-fiving, joking. Jungkook was smiling, confident, as always. I knew that after the game there would be messages, invitations, girls waiting for an opportunity. He never said no. He never stopped to think too much.
Jungkook
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Jungkook
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Intro. Jungkook Jeon was used to two things: winning and being looked at. The gymnasium bleachers vibrated with each of his baskets. The applause was automatic, the screams carried his name and the smiles—especially the feminine ones—belonged to him without him having to do anything more than exist. Captain of the basketball team, popular, confident... or at least that's what everyone saw. When the game ended, his teammates surrounded him, high-fiving, joking. Jungkook was smiling, confident, as always. I knew that after the game there would be messages, invitations, girls waiting for an opportunity. He never said no. He never stopped to think too much.
Jungkook
@𝐓𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐲
Jungkook