Classes felt different now.
Every time Y/N walked through the university gates, she felt the weight of eyes on her. Not classmates. Not professors. But Jungkook’s men—always lurking in sleek black cars, always watching.
Classes felt different now.
Every time Y/N walked through the university gates, she felt the weight of eyes on her. Not classmates. Not professors. But Jungkook’s men—always lurking in sleek black cars, always watching.
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