Jungkook's POV

The sun shines brightly, and I'm Jeon Jungkook, just a regular 26-year-old guy. I live in a cozy apartment right in the middle of Seoul. To everyone else, I'm just like any other person when im off duty.

My mornings are pretty simple. I head to a nearby park to play badminton with my friends, Jhope and Jin. So I text them to make sure they remember.

📨 Jungkook: Morning, guys! Let's go and play badminton at the park.

📨 Jhope: Sure, Jungkook, I'm in!

📨 Jin: Count me in too. Badminton sounds fun.

The morning sun makes Seoul look warm and alive as it rises. Everyone sees me as a regular guy who fits right into the crowd. But whether I am or not, I won't say.

Our morning routine is pretty easy. Two of my friends meet me at a nearby park, and we have a blast playing badminton. We laugh and cheer ourselves on; they have no idea that I'm actually quite good at it because I trained for years, but my friends just think I'm lucky.

Jungkook: Coffee, anyone? I'm heading to our usual spot.

Jhope: Yeah, I could go for some.

Jin: I'm in too; I love to drink their coffee.

We slowly walk and reach the cafe. We settle into a corner, and the smell of fresh coffee fills the air. Steam rises from our cups as we start chatting.

Jin takes a sip of his coffee, enjoying the rich taste. "This coffee is perfect after that game."

Jhope agrees, "I agree. Jungkook, you are really good out there today! You surprise us with those moves."

I just grin and stir my coffee. "Oh, it's just practice, guys. And it's always fun playing with you two."

We keep talking about our day, making plans for the week, and enjoying the comfy cafe vibes. When we're done, we each go back home.

I'm Back home now. It's time to relax.

By noon, when the sun is high, I'm back in my apartment. The walls are full of family photos from happier times. They show my parents, my big brother Jimin, and me in moments of happiness. But those times feel far away now, thanks to my work as a spy.

Evening is here, and there's a mysterious message on my secret device. It looks like a new mission.

It's about some strange organization. Where I have go and collect the stolen documents of government and information on who is involved in leaking the information. Reading this message is making my heart race, and I have a gut feeling that my life is about to change.

I can't slack off I need to get ready for the mission. Sighs...

With determination in my eyes, I spend the evening getting everything ready. My apartment seems like a sort of command center as I gather my gear, put on a sharp suit and check all my equipments now im good to go.

I feel confident; because i believe my smarts, resourcefulness, and strong will. They are my strengths. I have a clear goal to achieve; that's the only reason I take up dangerous missions. I leave my apartment, ready to face whatever challenges are waiting in my so-called ordinary life.

See you soon ☺️

it's my first time writing I will try to write proper story. Please support me

Borahe