In Seoul, South Korea, the rude and occasionally brash billionaires, BTS, encounter a remarkable young boy named Jungkook, who ends up becoming their bodyguard. Unbeknownst to them, Jungkook possesses unique gifts and abilities that set him apart fr...
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"How is he?! Is he ok?" The doctor looks up from the documents in his hands, his expression reflecting a mixture of curiosity and concern. The space was quiet, except for the soft beeping of the nearby medical equipment. Mrs. Jeon stands before him, trembling with anxiety, her eyes fixed on the doctor's face as if searching for any signs of reassurance.
The doctor takes a deep breath and pushing his thick-brimmed glasses up his thin nose, adjusting them to get a clearer view of the woman standing before him. He then sets down the documents he was holding on top of the nearby medical cart, which is filled with an array of equipment and supplies.
Taking a step closer, he gently places a hand on the woman's shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze to convey his empathy and support.
She brought her son in for a check-up. She claimed something was off with her son and wanted to make sure it was nothing out of the ordinary or death threatening. Dr. Jun smiled reassuringly at Mrs. Jeon, displaying his perfect, white teeth. His friendly demeanor helped to put her at ease, and she began to relax a little.
"He's doing just fine, Mrs. Jeon. We are now going to examine him to check if there is anything unusual." Dr. Jun said. "You may come along if you want." Dr. Jun gathered a few more documents and clipped them on his clipboard, then grabbed a pen and tucked it behind his ear. He then turned to Mrs. Jeon and gestured for her to follow him down the hall to the examination room.
Mrs. Jeon exuded confidence and grace, her beauty only enhanced by the poise in her posture. With each step she took, her blue skirt flowed effortlessly behind her, and her hair swayed softly with her movements. The silver jewelry caught the light, twinkling and adding a touch of elegance to her already stunning appearance. She was a vision of sophistication, and everyone, even Dr. Jun, couldn't help but be drawn to her charm.
Dr. Jun stood tall with his hand extended towards the door, holding it open for Mrs. Jeon to enter the room. He had a gentle smile on his face, which was reassuring to the anxious Mrs. Jeon. As she walked in, she noticed that the room was a sterile, clinical environment, with white walls that seemed to stretch up to the high ceiling. The sound of the ticking clock added a sense of urgency to the room, making Mrs. Jeon's heart race with anxiety.
She noticed Dr. Jun making his way over to a group of computers where two other doctors remained engrossed in their work. The rapid typing of the keyboards echoed in the room, adding to the sterile atmosphere. The air was cool, and the only warmth in the room came from the fluorescent light bulbs that flickered overhead.
Mrs. Jeon's heart sank as she looked at the big glass wall that separated her from her son. The wall stretched down the room, creating a barrier between them, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over her. She knew that her son was on the other side, lying on an examination table with tears streaming down his face. He was terrified, and her heart ached at the thought of his fear.
