Wildflowers (Jikook)

Chapter 1: Beginning

Jungkook whipped the sweat on his brow as he stepped onto the train station, dragging heavy luggage behind him. It was a sunny day, and all the traveling was now catching up with him.

"Woof."

A sound came beside him.

"I know Bam. Let's hope we will be able to get some rest soon.

Jungkook replied to the dobermann beside him, covering his eyes with a hand so he could escape from the harsh rays of the sun. He wanted to pick up his sunglasses from wherever he had put them, but on the other hand, it would be work to go over his packed luggage. And he wasn't in the mood for that. A six-hour ride would do that to you. But on the other hand, it would be better than an eight- or nine-hour ride from the car.

"Let's see where our ride is."

Jungkook looked around, taking his luggage in one hand. But there was no one on the empty platform except him and his little dog. Well, not little. Bam was nothing, except little. He was two feet tall, a red-tan large dobermann. But anyway, he was sure someone was going to come to pick him up from the station.

"Is he late, or are we late, Bam?"

Jungkook asked once again, scanning the area. He really didn't want to wait here under the harsh sunrays, dressed in a full suit. He cursed everyone who thought it would be good to dress officially. But on the other hand, this was an official duty, not a vacation. So, shouldn't he be dressed officially?

"I think we are going to walk."

After waiting for another few minutes under the harsh sunlight, Jungkook decided.

"Woof!!"

Dobermann jumped excitedly, hearing a magic word: walk. He had been bored for the whole train ride.

"Of course, you are excited."

Jungkook commented under his breath, removing his suit jacket and rolling up the sleeves of his white shirt revealing muscular tattooed arms. Then, throwing a jacket on his upper arm he dragged his luggage on the uneven path that led out of the train station. As he expected, there wasn't a single soul in the area. No busy passengers, loudspeaker announcements, or screaming taxi drivers.

It was like the train station was actually not expecting any kind of visitor. Well, the small little village in the corner of the country really seemed to be far away from the real world. And Jeon Jungkook, the city boy who drove the latest model of the car in the city, wore branded clothing and items, and ate at seven-star hotels, was here now. What a joy!

But all his complaints and depressing thoughts died when a salty breeze hit him with full force rustling through his hair and caressing his skin. Seagulls' cries mingled with the soft rustle of leaves in the nearby trees and the distant sounds of waves crashing.

"Wow."

Jungkook's eyes widened as he took in the scene in front of him. In front of him was the bright cerulean sea, glistening like a sheet of polished glass beneath the sun's tender embrace. The azure waters extended endlessly, meeting the boundless horizon, where sky and ocean melded into a seamless tapestry of blues.

The sun, a radiant ball of golden fire, bathed the scene in its gentle, caressing warmth. Its rays danced on the surface of the water, creating a path of shimmering diamonds that led to the distant, mysterious lands beyond.

As Jungkook took in this breathtaking view, he noticed something peculiar in the distance. A mysterious island emerged from the middle of the sea, shrouded in a delicate veil of mist. The island seemed to emerge from the sea like a specter from the depths of legend. It was as if nature itself had woven a veil of secrecy around this remote isle, hiding its mysteries from the world.