It was a peaceful night at 11 pm, and Jungkook strolled down the quiet street, the rhythmic beats of his favourite music echoing in his ears. As a part-time cashier at a local grocery store, his shift had just ended, leaving him with a sense of contentment. With earphones in place and a beaming smile, he hummed along with the melodies, savouring the peaceful ambience and the gentle caress of the breeze.

However, the tranquil scene took an abrupt turn as the ordinary street transformed into a stage for a surreal drama. Out of nowhere, three sleek black cars hurtled down the road, screeching to a halt right in front of Jungkook. The sudden intrusion shattered the peaceful melody, and Jungkook's eyes widened in surprise.

Before he could react, the door of the second car swung open, revealing a group of enigmatic figures. Swift as a shadow, hands reached out and pulled him inside. The door sealed shut behind him with a resounding thud, and the black cars roared back to life, accelerating at a breakneck speed.

Jungkook's desperate scream was abruptly silenced as a strong hand clamped over his mouth, stifling the sound before it could escape into the night. Panic flickered in his eyes as he turned to face the source of his terror, finding himself met by the piercing gaze of the blonde stranger. The dim light within the car cast an eerie glow on the stranger's features, accentuating the severity of the situation.

His eyes widened in dread as they fell upon the ominous glint of a gun in the stranger's grip. The harsh reality of the situation bore down on Jungkook, and silent tears cascaded down his face, mirroring the chaos within his mind. Fear, raw and unbridled, gripped him, leaving him trembling in the shadowy confines of the speeding car.

The city outside, cloaked in the darkness of night, offered no solace as the car navigated through the labyrinth of streets. Jungkook's mind raced with uncertainty, the once-familiar surroundings now transformed into a haunting maze of fear and confusion. In the hushed space of the vehicle, his cries suppressed and his pleas unheard, Jungkook grappled with the overwhelming unknown that loomed ahead, casting a chilling shroud over the night.

In the oppressive atmosphere of the speeding car, the blonde stranger leaned forward with an air of calculated authority. His tone, though firm, held a strange reassurance.

"We are not going to harm you. It would be better if you don't resist. Cooperation makes things easier for everyone," he declared, his words hanging in the air.

Jungkook's heart raced, and fear etched across his face as he attempted to negotiate with the stranger, his voice quivering with desperation.

"Look mister, if you want my money, I don't have much, but you can take it. Please, just let me go," Jungkook pleaded, his eyes wide with fear.

The Blonde's response offered no solace, deepening the knots in Jungkook's stomach.

"We don't want your money," the stranger asserted, leaving Jungkook's mind to reel with uncertainty.

Desperation clawed at Jungkook as he voiced his worst fear, a trembling plea escaping his lips.

"Are you going to sell me? Please don't do this... Please, just leave me," he implored, his eyes reflecting a mix of terror and a desperate plea for mercy in the face of the unknown. The car continued its relentless journey through the night, carrying with it the weight of unanswered questions and the palpable fear of what lay ahead.

Amidst the tense atmosphere within the confines of the speeding car, a shift occurred as a new figure stepped forward. His hair, a vivid shade of blue, and his calm demeanor created a stark contrast to the enigmatic blonde stranger. As he placed a reassuring hand on Jungkook's shoulder, a subtle calmness descended upon the frightened young man.

Jungkook turned to face the blue-haired stranger, finding unexpected comfort in the warmth of his expression and the gentle curve of his smile. Despite the turmoil, the newcomer's presence radiated an air of reassurance that made Jungkook feel, albeit fleetingly, safer than he had moments before.

The blue-haired guy's voice cut through the tension, his words a balm to Jungkook's frayed nerves.

"We are not going to harm you. We don't want to use you. You will know why we have taken you once we reach... Keep quiet for now, Jungkook. We know you are scared, but please try to calm down."

Though fear still lingered in Jungkook's eyes, a peculiar sense of trust began to form. The blue-haired guy's calm demeanor and words offered a fragile thread of hope in the face of the unknown.

Jungkook's voice quivered with a mixture of fear and suspicion as he furrowed his brows and questioned, "H-how do y-you know m-my name?"

The blue-haired guy responded with a reassuring smile, handing Jungkook a water bottle. "We'll tell you everything later. First, drink water. And calm down."

Jungkook, still suspicious and on edge, eyed the water bottle warily. "Wh-what if it is po-poisoned?"

Undeterred, the blue-haired guy took the bottle from Jungkook's trembling hands. With a calm confidence, he took a sip from the water bottle and then extended it toward Jungkook. "See? It's safe. Drink. It'll help you calm down."

Reluctantly, Jungkook accepted the water bottle, his hands still shaking as he brought it to his lips. The blue-haired guy's gesture, while offering a momentary sense of reassurance, couldn't completely dispel the lingering tension in the confined space of the car. As Jungkook took a cautious sip, he couldn't help but wonder about the answers that were promised to him, lingering in the shadows of the mysterious journey.

V, the blue-haired guy, offered reassurance to Jungkook, "Jungkook, listen... my name is V. Don't worry. I am not going to harm you. No one here is. We are going to keep you safe. You will be safe with us. Don't worry. Can you give me your phone?"

Jungkook, still harboring a bit of fear, asked cautiously, "W-why?"

V requested, "Please give it to me. I'll give it back to you in 2 minutes. I promise I won't do anything."

Reluctantly, Jungkook handed over his phone to V, who, in turn, passed it to the blonde guy. Swiftly, the blonde guy performed some actions on the phone and then switched it off.

Jungkook, now uncertain, inquired hesitantly, "W-what did y-you d-do?"

The blonde guy replied, "Turned off the location and the phone."

As the realization sank in, Jungkook's apprehension grew. The mysterious circumstances surrounding his abduction seemed to deepen, leaving him with more questions than answers. In the confined space of the car, the promise of safety and the veiled explanations added layers of complexity to the enigma that surrounded him.