The forest was dense and lush, with tall trees and thick underbrush. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, dappling the forest floor with light and shadow. The air was cool and crisp, with the faint scent of pine and damp earth. The sound of birds singing and leaves rustling in the breeze filled the air, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

As they walked, Jimin shared stories of his days as an outlaw, mostly to impress Jisoo. He told tales of daring heists and narrow escapes. Jisoo listened intently, hanging on his every word, and laughing at his jokes, some really funny and others simply Jimin. Jimin found himself enjoying her company more and more, and he couldn't help but steal glances at her when he thought she wasn't looking.

Jimin walked side by side with her. 

"And then there was the time I stole a horse from a group of bandits," Jimin continued, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "They chased me for miles, but I managed to outrun them by taking a shortcut."

Jisoo laughed, charmed by his storytelling. "You're quite the adventurer, Jimin. You have more stories than me." 

Jimin felt a warm feeling spread through him at the sound of her voice, and he found himself drawn to her. "It's not all it's cracked up to be," he said, his tone serious. "There were times when I felt so alone, like I didn't belong anywhere."

Jisoo's expression softened. "I know what you mean," she said quietly. "I've always felt like I was different, like I didn't quite fit in. I grew up with my grandmother in a small village outside the forest. It was just the two of us; I never knew my mother."

Jimin's eyes met Jisoo's, and in that moment, they shared an unspoken understanding of the loneliness and longing that had shaped their lives. The connection between them deepened, and a sense of belonging began to take root in their hearts.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Jisoo," Jimin said gently, his voice full of empathy. "I can't imagine how difficult that must have been for you. At least, we've found each other now."

Jisoo smiled at him, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. Jimin reached out and took her hand, a sudden surge of courage and emotion coursing through him. "You belong here," he said firmly. 

Jisoo looked up at him, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you, Jimin."

They walked in companionable silence for a few moments, lost in their own thoughts. Jimin couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and peace in Jisoo's presence, and he knew that he wanted to spend more time with her.

As he walked, Jimin noticed that Karina was ever vigilant, scanning the surrounding area for any signs of danger, her bow at the ready. She was the picture of focus and determination, her face set in a determined expression. RM rode his horse in the middle of the group, his eyes searching the forest for any clues that might lead them to the moonflower.

Minho walked behind the group, still feeling a bit out of place, Jimin thought. He had spent so long living in isolation, it was strange for him to be around so many people. Jimin noticed that Minho smiled at Karina, he couldn't help but think that perhaps Minho was drawn to Karina's strength and skill with a bow.

Suddenly, Karina stopped in her tracks, her bow at the ready. "I smell magic," she whispered, her eyes scanning the surrounding trees.

"Stay alert, everyone," RM said, drawing his sword. "We don't know what we might be walking into."

As they continued, Jisoo suddenly tripped. She let out a cry of pain, and Jimin rushed to her side.

"Are you okay?" he as