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Euijoo had been Sunoo’s best friend ever since Euijoo was seven months old and Sunoo was a newborn. Yes, he wasn’t exaggerating; their mothers made sure to connect them and raise them like they were brothers.
They loved each other a lot, way too much for a simple friendship, almost as if they were the same person.
And that was exactly why they ended up enrolling in the same university. Different majors, yes, but the same faculty. Euijoo was a year older than Sunoo, so he was the first to apply, and afterward he helped his dear friend day and night so he could get accepted too. Currently, Euijoo was in his third year, while Sunoo was in his second. Most majors at that university lasted four years, so they didn’t have much left.
They studied at Seokyeong University, Faculty of Performing Arts. Euijoo got into modeling; in the first place, he hadn’t wanted that. He preferred writing books and going unnoticed. But after Sunoo insisted for a long time, he accepted. Sunoo had gotten into Theater and Acting; he’d known he wanted to appear in k-dramas ever since they watched one together when they were five years old. He said he completely fell in love with the idea of being himself on television.
The university had everything, all kinds of people with different ways of thinking and styles of dressing. One of them was Sunghoon, Sunoo’s unmatched crush. The problem was that Sunghoon belonged to that stupid group of popular guys.
Euijoo hated popular guys.
Especially one named ‘Nicholas.’ He was a total idiot. Euijoo had ended up sharing a few seminars with the guy—who he understood studied Photography in the Faculty of Design and Visual Arts—and he couldn’t help but think he was completely ridiculous, that he liked acting like a clown on purpose and being insufferable.
But he didn’t hate Heeseung. He didn’t even remember how their paths crossed, but they’d become really close. Heeseung was the only popular guy Euijoo liked. He studied music production in the same faculty, and he was always glued to his friends Jake and Jay, though Euijoo was surprised when he found out Heeseung was also very close to Jungkook, a senior in that major who was also insanely popular. He knew Jay studied music production too, but Jake didn’t. He was in modeling—same major and same year as him—and was very close to Jungkook’s boyfriend, Taehyung.
That couple was very popular at their university. Euijoo didn’t hate them either; in fact, he aspired to be like Taehyung. He was the best model in his fourth year, and Euijoo could say of all the other generations too. He’d only had one chance to exchange words with him, and he’d never forget that Taehyung himself, the most popular guy in the entire faculty—and he’d even dare say in the others too—told him he had great potential as a model, that he loved his vibe and that they should work together for the same magazine. Oh, he had no idea how badly his legs shook after receiving such a compliment.
Anyway, back to Sunoo. The guy thought that no matter how much he liked Sunghoon, a guy one year older than him—who studied Photography—he would never confess to him, and he’d never be caught sighing over him in the hallways like all those girls—and one or two guys—did. His pride was way too big to be at the feet of a popular guy like that.
Like it was said, Euijoo and Sunoo were almost the same person. They both hated popular guys, the difference being that Euijoo truly despised one while Sunoo was completely whipped for another, though he’d never admit it to anyone besides his friends.
Oh, their friends. There was really a lot to say there. How to introduce them? Jungwon, Yuma, Harua, and Taki. That was their friend group. Jungwon studied modeling just like Euijoo, except he was a second year. Since classes at the university overlapped even if students were different ages—that happens sometimes—they met and instantly clicked within seconds. Yuma, Harua, and Taki came as a package deal, literally. Sunoo didn’t remember how, but once, while organizing a mini theater presentation, interior design students came in to arrange the space, decorations, colors, etc. Among that group was Harua—a first year—and that’s how they ended up talking because they loved each other’s style; Harua’s painted nails with designs Sunoo completely adored, and the clothes Sunoo wore with total confidence made Harua fall at his feet. Don’t worry, it was completely platonic, but they genuinely loved the way the other looked and started talking. After that, Sunoo invited him to meet his friend, Juju, and that’s how Harua introduced them to Yuma—a second-year music production student—and Taki—a first-year contemporary dance student—.
And even though Euijoo and Sunoo’s friend group wasn’t popular at all, every single one of them had some connection to one of those guys.
As you already know, Euijoo and Heeseung were pretty close; Heeseung really resembled a deer, so Euijoo nicknamed him ‘Bambi.’ But Sunoo also had a friend from that group; Niki. The guy was incredibly tall, taller than Euijoo, actually. He was a first-year student, and also Taki’s best friend; they studied the same major. Thanks to Taki, Niki met them one day, and his eyes got hooked on Sunoo. Not romantically, Euijoo would say; maybe more platonically too. But he was always teasing him, hugging him, they had that kind of friendship where Sunoo would roll his eyes when he saw him and Niki would pinch his cheeks out of sheer affection. Sunoo loved him like a little brother, and Niki had told him he reminded him a lot of his two sisters, so he’d stay very attached to him.
Taki, besides being Niki’s friend—as you already know—was very close to another ridiculously popular guy; Koga Yudai, or as Taki called him, ‘Kei-hyung.’ He was a senior just like Jungkook and Taehyung, except in contemporary dance. And if you saw the bond he had with Taki, everyone would melt from love. Yudai loved Taki, no exaggeration. He’d said in front of the entire faculty—while giving a talk requested by the dean—that he loved him like a little brother, even like his son, which was a little funny considering he was in his fourth year and Taki in his first; the age gap wasn’t even that big. But they truly had a beautiful connection. Sometimes Euijoo wished he could get a hug from Kei too; they looked way too comfortable.
Although he’d also been told he gave the best hugs in existence.
It’s worth pointing out that Taki seeming like Yudai’s son wasn’t an exaggeration; this is where another extremely popular guy came in, from the same major as Sunoo, except he was a senior. His name was Murata Fuma, and he was a total Pokémon nerd; also Kei’s boyfriend. Another super popular couple, and between the two of them they took care of and loved Taki so much that they looked like a family. Lately Niki had gotten very close to them too; Euijoo thought he once heard Kei say Niki was his second adopted son.
Fuma and Kei, just like Jungkook and Taehyung, were one of the most popular couples; the four of them were also a friend group. Different fields, personalities that fit together perfectly. They had almost the entire university going crazy over them too; and Jungkook always threw the best parties in the whole faculty.
Now, we need to talk about Jungwon. Jungwon was maybe the most popular person in Sunoo and Euijoo’s ‘underground’ friend group; Jungwon was dating Jay, one of the popular guys—as you probably already know. They’d been together for around four years; longer than Jungwon had even been at university. They’d known each other since they were kids too, and they started dating when they were seventeen, according to what Wonnie told them.
Harua and Yuma were a different case. Harua was being courted by Maki; another popular guy who studied singing—a first year. They were almost halfway through the semester, and Harua simply had zero interest in Maki. He said he was way too clingy, suffocating, that he felt like he’d get diabetes just from looking at him. But Maki truly wouldn’t give up, and he’d show up halfway through lunch just to greet him and give him a present every day—truffles, chocolates, one time he even showed up with a stuffed animal.
Yuma, on the other hand, was being ignored. How to explain it? He was head over heels for Jo, a painting student from the same faculty as Harua and Sunoo’s crush. He was also in his second year, and Yuma had set his eyes on him the first time he went to look for Harua; that’s when he saw him, standing in the hallway analyzing what looked like a painting he’d made himself. The moment he caught his attention, Yuma knew he wanted him for himself. The problem? Jo was incredibly shy, he didn’t even understand how he could be part of the popular guys group—well, actually he did. Jo was way too handsome. His face was perfect, his height looked like a model’s, his proportions; long legs, slim waist; he was everything Yuma dreamed of. But he could never manage to talk to him, every time he got close, Jo would look at him and practically run away. Then Yuma would end up crying in his friends’ arms asking if he was too ugly or if his breath smelled bad.
And well, Euijoo thought he’d finally finished explaining everything in his head. Why had he done that? Who knows, maybe he was too bored in the seminar they were having.
His eyes wandered from one side of the room to the other; they stopped when he saw Nicholas with that stupid smile he always had. Could he be any more annoying? Just seeing him ruined his day. Then his eyes shifted just a few centimeters to find Heeseung next to him, leaning over while talking to Taehyung. Yes, Heesung was pretty close not only to Jungkook, but Tae too. Fuma and K as well; that’s why he sometimes hung around that popular senior group.
Euijoo blinked for a few seconds, his eyes narrowing slightly as he watched Heeseung smile. He had to admit he was way too attractive—but he was sure Heeseung had something going on with Jake.
Want to know why?
The thing was, every time Heesung talked to him while accompanied by his friends—like right then, after the seminar had ended—Jake looked at him like he hated him. No joke, he literally gave him the worst look imaginable. Completely opposite from the rest; Jay chatted animatedly with Nicholas while waiting for Heeseung, totally ignoring Euijoo’s existence. Sunghoon and Niki were teasing Maki and Jo, getting on their nerves and laughing way too loudly whenever Jo flipped them off. Nobody cared about Euijoo, only Jake looked like he wanted to burn him alive with his stare.
That was why he had the slight feeling something was going on—or maybe Jake liked Heeseung, he didn’t know. But he tried to ignore it as best as he could. After all, he had his friend squeezing his round cheeks, telling him they should go together to the party Jungkook was throwing that Friday.
“Juju, you have to go. I promise you’ll have fun—we’ll do it together.” Heeseung winked at him, squeezing his cheeks harder.
Euijoo could feel that stare drilling into his back, but he ignored it. Instead, he pouted, his hands holding onto Heeseung’s arms. “I’ll think about it, Hee. Would you come pick me up if I say yes?” He fluttered his lashes slowly, playing along with his friend.
Yes, that was how they got along. Joke flirting.
Heeseung smirked, blinking slowly. He stopped cradling Euijoo’s face, which made him feel weirdly like he missed those hands on his cheeks. “I’d even drive you home, Juju.” Euijoo felt his legs weaken at Heeseung’s smile.
Again, he didn’t like his friend. No, not at all. He didn’t like anyone. Let’s remember Heeseung most likely had something with Jake too. But could you blame him? Heesung was way too… attractive. If Euijoo were a party person, someone who didn’t care who he slept with and who he didn’t—he probably would’ve chosen Heeseung, but in another life. Not this one.
Not when he could now feel not only Jake’s stare wanting to bury him alive, but also Nicholas, the guy he hated, watching them curiously while whispering something to Sunghoon, who then elbowed him while laughing.
He didn’t know why, but he didn’t like that. Even so, he ignored them. “Then maybe I will go. I’ll hold you to your word, you better drive me back to my apartment.” His cheeks lifted into a smile, making Heeseung squeeze them again.
“I’ll text you, Juju.” He gave him one last squeeze before walking back toward his friends.
They said goodbye with a gesture, and Euijoo could swear he felt two stares burning into him until that group left the seminar room. Only one of them was way too intense, probably Jake. He couldn’t identify the other one.
—
“I swear to you guys, I don’t know what to do.” Sunoo was covering his face with his hands, distressed.
Euijoo grimaced, rubbing his friend’s back.
“You should talk to him. I don’t think he’d ignore you like Jo does to me, Sunghoon looks nice.” Yuma stuffed a huge bite of rice into his mouth.
“He looks arrogant.” Sunoo admitted.
Jungwon, beside his friend, gave him a pitying smile. “If you want, I can ask Jay to talk you up to him.”
“At least he doesn’t look suffocating like Maki.” Harua muttered boredly, playing with the food on his tray. He wasn’t very hungry.
“But he does look just as much of an idiot as Nicholas.” Euijoo rolled his eyes at the memory.
“Yah! Show some respect to my man.” Sunoo smacked him, pretending to be offended.
“Your man?” Taki asked amused, clapping together with Yuma while laughing.
“Sunoo’s just as delusional as me.” Yuma kept laughing while stealing meat from Harua.
Harua raised an amused brow. “The difference is Sunoo isn’t a stalker.” He stole pork from Yuma in revenge.
“To be fair, when I realized I liked Jay, I got a little obsessive too.” Jungwon tried to comfort his friend, rubbing his back.
“But at least your feelings were returned.” Sunoo buried his face in his hands again.
“How depressing. Why don’t you just forget about him and date Niki instead?” Euijoo said without looking at his friend, eating his delicious food.
He got hit on the arm.
“Are you crazy? Niki’s like my brother.” Sunoo rolled his eyes, sighing heavily.
“I don’t know… I’m already sick of hearing ‘he’s like my brother.’” Euijoo muttered, puffing out his cheeks with a pout.
“So you think that way about Kei-hyung and me?” Taki asked with what looked like trauma.
Euijoo widened his eyes in horror. “Are you crazy? That’s totally different. Kei doesn’t look at you like he wants to eat you alive—”
“Hey! Niki doesn’t do that!” Sunoo interrupted him, smacking him again.
Euijoo looked at him boredly. “You’re blind.” He kept eating.
Yuma covered his mouth, elbowing Harua. “Says the one denying he likes Heeseung.” He whispered.
Jungwon let out a mischievous giggle after hearing that, repeating it to Sunoo and Taki. Both laughed happily at the comment; according to them, it was way too true.
“Hey, what are you talking about.” Euijoo stopped eating abruptly, staring at them in disbelief.
His friends looked at him while holding back laughter.
“Tell me, or I swear I’ll upload the photo of you guys dressed as sexy cats for Halloween.” He threatened with his chopsticks, staring seriously at them.
“You can’t do that, you dressed up too.” Yuma rolled his eyes.
“If you do, Heeseung would probably like it.” Harua shrugged, holding back the smile threatening to form on his lips.
Euijoo turned bright red, slamming his fist against the table—which sounded louder than he intended. “Yah! Heeseung’s my friend! How could you even—”
“See? Same story as Sunoo with Niki.” Taki sighed dramatically, as always.
“Hey—no. Niki’s my friend, you of all people should know that.” Sunoo pointed at Taki with his chopsticks.
Taki raised his hands in surrender. “Okay, sorry.” He shrugged, ignoring his friend.
Sunoo looked offended.
“Heeseung invited me to Jungkook’s party this Friday.” Euijoo said casually.
Yuma nearly spit out the drink he was having. “What?” he asked incredulously. Euijoo raised a curious brow.
“No way.” Harua opened his mouth in amusement, covering it with one hand.
“He likes you…” Taki muttered, dumbfounded.
“Juju, I think that was a pretty obvious hint.” Jungwon had stopped eating too.
“He wants to fuck you.” Sunoo nodded as if he were making a solid point.
This time, Euijoo hit Sunoo. “You’re insane. This time you really flew all the way to Mars with your ideas.” The color had drained from Euijoo’s face, leaving him pale.
Yuma rolled his eyes. “You’re boring. What’s wrong with having a one-night thing?” He shrugged.
“Heeseung’s really loose. If it’s not women, it’s men, he’s always with someone at parties.” Jungwon swallowed his food. “And the fact he invited you…”
“Only means one thing.” Taki muttered.
“Heeseung’s offering himself to you, Juju.” Harua nodded with pressed lips.
“And what if you accept?” Sunoo looked at him curiously while drinking from his little juice box.
Euijoo looked at him like he was crazy, then did the same with the rest of his friends. “No. No, no, and no.” He denied quickly, shaking his head frantically from side to side.
“I’m not going—”
Euijoo was interrupted by the last person he expected.
“You’re not going where, Juju?” Heeseung had appeared literally out of nowhere.
Wow. Plot convenience. Euijoo wasn’t grateful.
His friend was standing there beside him, one hand massaging his hair.
And the worst part; he could feel not only his friends’ teasing stares on him, but also those same burning eyes as always. Jake.
And another pair of eyes too, though he didn’t know whose they were because the person was standing behind him.
When he saw Yuma giving him a look from across the table that clearly said ‘what’s wrong with you, talk,’ he snapped out of his thoughts. “Hi, Hee.” He said while slightly turning in his seat.
From the corner of his eye he could see Jake biting—way too obviously—the inside of his cheek, and beside him… Nicholas. He looked bored, but those were the other eyes Euijoo hadn’t been able to recognize. Nicholas was staring at him; he couldn’t remember if he’d ever done that before aside from that day.
“Hi, Juju.” He said with a small smile. “And hi to you guys too.” He looked at the rest of his friends, stopping at Jungwon. “Jay told me to give you kisses, hugs, greetings, affection, that he loves you so much, that he can’t wait to see you after class today and take you home with him.” He said it with a smile way too cheerful for everything he’d just said.
This time, Jungwon was the one burning red while receiving affectionate teasing from his friends.
“Something wrong, Hee?” Euijoo asked after a few minutes, still smiling.
Heeseung looked at him, blinking for a few seconds. Then he looked at his hand, as if he’d forgotten it was buried in Euijoo’s hair.
Honestly, Euijoo had forgotten too.
“I came to see you, Juju. Then I heard you saying you weren’t going, don’t tell me you were talking about the party I invited you to?” He crossed his arms, finally leaving Euijoo’s hair alone.
Out of the corner of his eye, Euijoo could see Jake relax slightly once the touching stopped. Meanwhile, Nicholas was leaning against Jake, still staring at Euijoo—though still looking very bored.
He looked back at Heeseung, giving him a sweet smile. “As if, hyung.” Yes, Heeseung was older than him. “Of course I’ll go.” Why had he just agreed? He didn’t even like parties.
The things social pressure does.
Heeseung looked mildly surprised, but quickly broke into a huge smile. “Perfect. That’s what I like to hear, Juju. Then I’ll pick you up and take you home, just like I promised.” He winked at him, playing with his hair again.
Euijoo could feel his friends’ stares intensify even more.
“You guys can come too.” This time Heeseung looked at the others, his right hand curling strands of Euijoo’s hair around his fingers. “Jungkook told me to invite whoever I wanted, and you all look like you know how to keep the energy up.” He said with a smile, his gaze lingering on Harua for a few extra seconds.
Harua looked away. Most of the times Maki came over to bother him, Heeseung was with him. He was grateful he wasn’t there at the moment; he didn’t have the patience to deal with him.
On the other hand, Yuma’s eyes lit up. “Oh, Heeseung, nice to meet you.” He said with a huge smile. “By any chance… will your painter friend be there?” He closed his eyes innocently.
Sunoo choked slightly on his food. Euijoo and Jungwon had to rub his back and hand him his juice to help him.
Heeseung raised his brows worriedly, but once he saw he was fine, he looked back at Yuma. “Jo? Of course he’ll be there. Let’s see if he finally works up the courage to talk to you this time, he’s always complaining to us that he can’t.” Heeseung said with an amused smile.
He completely ignored the way Yuma’s jaw dropped to the floor.
A different voice interrupted them. Jake cleared his throat, appearing beside Heeseung.
Everyone clearly saw how he grabbed the wrist resting on Euijoo’s hair and moved it away. But nobody said anything.
“Sorry to ruin the moment. Ah, hi to you guys too. But Nicholas really wants to go eat.” He said with a smile pretending to feel bad; Euijoo could see right through him.
He looked at Nicholas, who was leaning against a pillar in the hallway. The moment the whole table suddenly turned to look at him, the guy shifted awkwardly. He lifted his hand in greeting, not knowing what else to do.
The friend group returned the greeting with a nod, except for Euijoo. Euijoo just rolled his eyes and turned back toward Heeseung.
Too bad nobody noticed Nicholas’s offended expression; his face scrunched up so much it looked like someone had just committed the greatest disrespect against him.
Who did that Ponyo-looking face think he was to roll his eyes at him like that? And not even greet him?
“Ah… right. Time to go, Juju. I’ll see you later.” He winked at him. “Take care, guys.” He said goodbye to the friend group.
Jake only gave them a tight smile, his body finally relaxing.
Once they were far away from the table, everyone started yelling at Euijoo.
“He’s crazy about you.” Yuma sounded like he was hyperventilating.
“Did you hear what he said about Jo?” Harua hit him on the waist, laughing hard.
“Why are there two men who want to fuck my friends?” Taki pretended to cry, though his smile showed how entertained he was.
“We could all end up with one of the popular guys.” Jungwon said in surprise.
Sunoo sighed dreamily at those words, but then shook his head, forcing the sigh away. “Only if Sunghoon comes after me the way Heeseung does with Euijoo.” He clapped amusedly, though he quickly sank into a pout remembering Sunghoon didn’t even know he existed.
“Too bad. I’m happy with Fuma and Kei. And Niki too.” Taki said happily. “I don’t need romantic love like you desperate cats.” He rolled his eyes.
Harua looked offended. “Hey, I don’t need it either.” He rolled his eyes too.
Yuma looked at him with a raised brow. “Deep down, you’re dying for Maki.” He stole another piece of meat.
“No. He’s too young-looking, I don’t know. His face looks like a sixteen-year-old kid.” He rolled his eyes. “And he’s way too clingy.”
Sunoo rolled his eyes hearing him talk. “Wait until puberty really hits him, you’ll regret it.” He shrugged.
Jungwon nodded in agreement. “Jay’s told me Maki looks taller and more built every day.”
Harua ignored his friends, looking at Euijoo. “So? It should be obvious by now that Heeseung wants something with you.” He crossed his arms, staring at his friend amused.
Euijoo kicked him under the table. “Are you insane? Didn’t you see how Jake was looking at me? I felt like I was getting buried alive.” He let out an exaggerated exhale.
“That’s his problem if Heeseung doesn’t want him.” Yuma shrugged.
Taki hummed in agreement while swallowing his food. “Wonnie, don’t you know if Jake and Heeseung have something going on?” He looked at him curiously.
Jungwon pressed his lips into a thin line. “I asked Jay once, and he looked at me like I was crazy. He told me Jake was the only straight guy in the group, and the least likely to swing the other way.” He shrugged.
Sunoo pretended to think. “Maybe… maybe he’s just jealous and possessive, but with his friends?” He scrunched his eyes at the idea.
Harua raised a brow, confused. “That’s weird… I swear I can recognize a closeted guy when I see one.”
Euijoo stayed quiet. He really believed there was something going on—but hearing what Jungwon said, it didn’t make sense. If Jay himself said Jake was completely straight, then there was no possibility at all.
Euijoo let out a tired sigh. “Okay, let’s stop talking about that. Changing the subject, are you guys going? I need you to go, I ended up accepting because of social pressure.” He stuffed a bite of rice into his mouth.
“Obviously I’m going, it’s my chance to get an erotic painting made of me.” Yuma bit his lip.
He let out a scream of pain when he felt a foot kick his shin.
“You’re a pig, a terrible influence.” Taki said from the other side. “I’ll only go if you guys go. Or maybe not, if you go I’ll probably end up alone while you’re all making out with random men…” He pouted.
Harua rolled his eyes. “No, I won’t leave you alone. And I doubt Sunoo can run off with Sunghoon, so we’ll be at least three.” He said with a sympathetic smile.
Sunoo threw his empty juice box at him. “I’m offended, but it’s true.” He pouted.
Euijoo raised a brow, offended. “I’ll be there too.”
Jungwon looked at him confused. “Obviously not.” He said with his mouth full, unable to stay quiet after hearing such nonsense.
“Of course I will.” Euijoo looked equally confused.
“This is your chance to get wrecked, Euijoo. You need it.” Yuma told him more seriously.
“It’s true, Juju. It’d help you a lot.” Taki agreed.
Euijoo looked even more confused. “Are we forgetting I’m a virgin? I’m not just going to have sex out of nowhere.” He sounded offended again.
Harua rolled his eyes once more. “If I could have sex for the first time in my life with a man like Lee Heeseung, I’d do it a thousand times over.” He shrugged.
“Besides, people say virginity is a social construct.” Jungwon nodded frantically.
Sunoo just sat there pouting.
Euijoo grimaced. “…I don’t know.” He sighed tiredly, his mind already exhausted from so much conversation.
“Fine, let’s stop talking about that.” Yuma ended the subject. “Instead, let’s think about whose apartment we’re crashing at after the party.”
Taki looked at him with sparkling eyes. “What a great idea.”
Jungwon pressed his lips together. “I live really far from Jungkook’s house.”
Sunoo looked at him confused. “You know where he lives?”
Jungwon gave a mischievous smile. “Jay took me there once for one of their hangouts.”
“And you didn’t tell us?” Harua sounded offended.
“I forgot…” He made a sad face.
“Okay.” Taki rolled his eyes.
“It can be mine.” Euijoo nodded. “But you guys figure out how to get there, you already know the passcode anyway.” He drank some water.
“Right, because they’re gonna drive you home like a princess.” Yuma mumbled amusedly.
Euijoo kicked him under the table again. “I’ll ask him to take Sunoo with me. You guys figure yourselves out, you’ve got connections.” He rolled his eyes, laughing when he felt Sunoo rest his head on his shoulder.
“Privileges of being friends since birth.” Harua pretended to be annoyed, though he laughed fondly seeing them together.
Yuma snapped a picture of them both, sending it to the group chat. “Moments like these are treasures.” He said, putting his phone away as quickly as he’d taken it out.
Euijoo only rolled his eyes, wrapping one arm around his friend.
He just hoped the party wouldn’t turn into chaos; it would be the first party of his entire life.
The first party he’d ever been to in his twenty years—twenty-one in four months—.
Nothing could go wrong, right? Jungkook threw the best parties after all.
He sighed; they’d see.