Y/n couldn't feel her body, it was numb. And her head was aching. She holds her head and sits up. Her eyes widened. "How did I end up here? Did that librarian kidnap me?"

She thought of the librarian, she looked really creepy.

"Where am I ?" She looked around the place. With shaky legs she tried to stand up. "Why do I suddenly feel so weak?"

She searched for her phone but it was not in his small bag. "Ahh! My phone? How will I survive without my phone?

Then she went out, she was deep in the forest. She ran in any direction. "Fck! I should find a police station. It's fcking kidnapping."

She had been walking down the street, minding her own business, when suddenly everything changed. The buildings were different, the people were dressed in strange clothes, and there were no cars or buses in sight. It was like she had been transported back in time.

After running for a few minutes she reached a small town, she looked around the places. Just small houses made of wood.

From far away people were dressed up in old outfits.

"Is this a historical festival or what?" She thought and was going to walk near the crowd. She can ask for their phone.

Then she felt a strong pair of arms pull her, she wanted to scream but the person put his hand over her mouth.

She hit the man and tried her best to free herself. But he was much stronger and He took her away from that town before anyone could notice.

She finally could see his face. Those eyes, Y/n was stunned, how is it even possible? How? Is she hallucinating? Maybe she stared at his picture so much that now she thinks he is standing In Front of her.

Her mouth hang open. Is she imagining and this is real. Y/n's heart was pounding in her chest as she looked around in disbelief.

"Or you real-" She touched his face then one swift moment, he pointed a sharp knife over her neck.

"Who are you? Why were you running like that?" He asked. He look way too real for this to be a dream. "And what were you doing in the town wearing such cloth?"

She could feel pain by how harshly he was holding her arm, this is definitely not a dream.

It clicked her min. That town, his clothes. She looked around and everything looked old.

"Which year is this?!" She asked. He looked at her with a frown.

Y/n was in shock. She couldn't believe what was happening. Y/n couldn't help but wonder how she had ended up in the past. Was it some kind of time travel experiment gone wrong? Or was it just a freak accident? Whatever the reason, she knew that she was in for an adventure.

She got that in that blank book. She doesn't know it happened. Why is it even happening?

She didn't travel back in time, she was in another universe.

"First answer my questions before I cut open your throat." He warned. Y/n gulped her saliva.

'1360 kill count and I will be one of them,' She thought.

"Your majesty, I will talk but let me go first. I will explain everything." She exclaimed, he is the King, so she better start showing respect to him

"Your majesty?" He let removed the knife. And Y/n was already on her knees, bowing him again and again.

"Pardon, this poor girl." She bowed again. "Your majesty, I never want to disrespect you."

She doesn't want to die so she did what she felt was right. She heard a sweet sound of his laugh.

Y/n looked up and she had the most charming Bunny smile. Then she looked down. She is not supposed to make eye contact with the king right?

"Why are you calling me 'majesty'?" He asked.

"Because you are the king." She exclaimed. He laughed.

"What? No I am a just warrior. Now get up." He offered his hand to her.

Warrior? Wasn't he supposed to be a King? He is a King right?

"You are a really weird girl, and you can't wear such outfit outside." He exclaimed and took off his long hood making her wear it.

"A woman's body is precious, and it must be covered in multiple layers of clothes." He said.

She is in the 1700s, and men of that time would be shocked and scandalized by the way women dress today.

In this time, women are expected to dress modestly, with long dresses that cover their bodies from neck to ankle. Showing any amount of skin was considered immodest and inappropriate.

And Y/n was wearing clothing that is much more revealing, with short skirts, low-cut tops, and form-fitting clothing that accentuates her curves. This would be seen as highly scandalous and immoral in the 1700s.

His cold fingers brush on her skin, she felt chills by his touch. "And you were out in the town, showing this beautiful skin of yours."

His unexpected touch gave Y/n chills, she thought, Stop being seductive to me and go back home to your wife and 15 kids.

"You don't look from here? Your hair, dress up and everything look so..." He couldn't find a word to describe her.

"I am from Seoul." She said,

"But this is Seoul." She replied. Y/n shook her head.

"The Seoul from 2023." Y/n replied.

"2023?" He was confused.

"Okay listen, I saw your painting, it was a huge painting, I write that you are the King and want to know more." Y/n tried to explain to him, she told him everything. But Jungkook didn't understand anything, he was just more confused.

She gave up at the end and sighed. "I don't know where I am from. " She got sad and looked down. She will go back right?

He put his finger under her chin, lifting up her face, he looked at her sad face. "Are you lost?"

Is she lost? YES HELL FUCKING YES! LOST IN A UNKNOWN UNIVERSE!

She doesn't know if she travelled back in time, or is she in that book or a parallel universe.

She nodded her head. "I lost my house, my parents, my friends everything! I want to go back but I can't find my way back home!"

She started ugly crying. Jungkook has never seen a girl cry like this. All of the girls of that kingdom were elegant and graceful. They would make crying look pretty. And here this girl, she was crying like ugly monkey. But a cute monkey. Jungkook smiled.

"Hey, don't cry. You can live with me." He offered.

Y/n need to live somewhere. But can she trust him after knowing his history?

Live with him? Who will be a heartless King?

"Uhm, no thanks. I will find my way back." She said and tried to walk away but Jungkook hold her.

"You are coming with me or I will send you to the royal jail to be a slave." He stated. Royal jail?

"But how can I trust you?" She crossed her arms.

"You are a spy! I am letting you live under my roof and you are questioning me?" He exclaimed.

She thought, I did come here out of nowhere, it makes sense that he doesn't trust me.

"Fine," As the reality of the situation sank in, she began to feel a sense of excitement and wonder. She had always been fascinated by history, and now she had the opportunity to experience it firsthand.

Y/n decided to embrace the experience and make the most of her time in the past. She was determined to learn as much as she could about the people and the culture of the time, and to make some memories that she would never forget. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and she was going to make the most of it.

"Okay then, my house is near. Let's go." He offered her his hand.

"W-why should I hold your hand?" She looked at his eyes, she got nervous.

"If you were a man, I would have hold you by your neck but I am giving you respect by offering my hand. Now," He intertwined their hands. "Let's go."

Just a few minutes later they reached a house.

They went to a small house, it was made of wood. Y/n looked around the house. "I can't believe I am at this time."

"Did you said something?" Jungkook asked. She quickly shook her head.

"No, nothing." She laughed awkwardly. "Oh, look at this notebook you write?"

"No, you can't read that!" He said and tried to take the notebook from her but she run away while laughing. She opened the notebook.

"What is this? Why can't I understand it?" She tried to read it. But she couldn't. Because the language in the 1700s was different, So Y/n couldn't read it.

He took the book from her. "Because only people from noble families can read, and seeing the way you dress up, you look from a low rank."

"What? Low rank? This is a Dior outfit. I am from elite family okay! My dresses and outfits are great! You have any idea how many insta followers I have?" She put her hands on her waist.

"Insta followers? Followers? Stalkers? Is someone following you?" He asked. He was trying to understand her.

As if he cares about what she wears or how many followers he has. She sighed, "Oh, nothing."

She got offended because she always got praised for her dressing sense, she is even an ambassador of Dior while being a college student.

"You are suspicious. I need to check what's inside you bag." He said and tried to take her bag.

"What? No! " She exclaimed and held her bag tightly.

"Would you rather if I cut your head?" He asked.

"Jesus, fine. Do whatever you want." She said. He opened her bag and put the stuff that was inside. A lip balm, her house keys, credit cards, mascara, small perfume bottle etc. Just girly stuff.

"You have really weird stuff in your bag." Weird? Isn't it normal things? "Which kingdom you are from? Your hair," He gently caressed her hair. "It's cut in short length, weird. Long hairs makes a woman beautiful."

"It's not weird. Short hair is trendy. And I look pretty and hot with short hair." She brushes her hair with her fingers.

"Trend? What words you use? I don't understand you." He exclaimed.

She should zip her mouth before she exposes herself. "No, it's just language used in my kingdom."

He nodded. But his eyes was still examining her. He doesn't trust her one bit.

'Her hands are fragile and delicate, that means she can't fight with swords. She might be an ordinary girl who lost her way. Maybe she has some psychological disorder.' Jungkook thought.

He walked closer to her. Removing his hood from her body. Revealing the short dress she was wearing. He slightly bit his bottom lips, looking at her curves. Jungkook couldn't help but was attracted to her and her unique charm. "Strip, I want see if you are hiding any weapon under your dress."

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