YN's pov―
I never planned to cross paths with Jungkook again. Not after that night two months ago, when his hands had mapped every inch of my body like he was claiming territory, his low moans echoing in my ear long after he'd left my bed. He was the kind of trouble that didn't announce itself, just slipped in, wrecked everything, and left you craving the wreckage. I'd deleted his number, blocked his stories, told myself it was a one-time lapse in judgment. But fate, that cruel bitch, had other plans.
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