—#[Y/n's pov]:

“Let go,” Jungkook's voice cut through the air, his gaze locked firmly on Ethan's, a command laced with a hint of threat.

But Ethan’s grip on my wrist only tightened, as if challenging Jungkook to make him let go. They stood there, eye to eye, a silent battle raging between them, their faces inches apart, each refusing to back down.

The intensity in their gazes was almost tangible, a clash of wills that made the air around us feel suffocating. The room was filled with an unspoken tension, like the calm before a storm.