Jungkook walked down the street, admiring the beautiful murals on the walls around him.

Jungkook walked down the street, eyeing with disdain the graffiti on the walls around him.

He directed his eyes at the ground, finding comfort in watching one foot step in front of the other.

He directed his eyes at the ground, finding hopelessness in watching one foot step in front of the other.

Again and again.

Again and again.

He had no clear destination in mind to go along with his endless steps, but that was okay.

No matter how many steps he took, they would never lead him anywhere.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed two men coming in his direction.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed two men coming in his direction.

They looked nice enough, if their clean and moderately formal clothes had anything to say about it.

They looked dangerous, if their dirty, ragged clothes had anything to say about it.

Without meaning to, he bumped into the shorter one's shoulder.

He redirected his course slightly so that he bumped into the shorter one's shoulder.

"Are you looking for trouble, kid?"

"Are you looking for trouble, kid?"

"No, of course not," Jungkook replied earnestly.

"No, of course not," Jungkook replied with a hint of sarcasm, betraying his true emotions.

"Move along, kid." The taller one ruffled his hair, but accidentally pressed too hard, causing Jungkook to lose his balance and fall.