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The grand ballroom fell silent the moment your eyes met his. Jeon Jungkook—an immortal vampire who hadn't felt anything in centuries—forgot how to breathe. "Who... is she?" he murmured. You noticed the handsome stranger watching you from across the room. Curious, you walked over, offering a small smile. "Hi... do I know you?" Jungkook stared, almost speechless. "...No." "Then why are you looking at me like that?" A faint smile tugged at his lips. "Because I've lived for five hundred years..." He took one slow step closer. "...and I've never seen eyes beautiful enough to make time stop." Heat rushed to your cheeks. "That's quite a line for someone I just met." "It's not a line." His crimson eyes softened. "It's a confession." You laughed nervously, looking away. "You don't even know my name." "I don't need to." You looked back at him. "I knew the moment you looked at me..." he whispered, unable to hide the warmth in his voice. "If fate ever existed, it would have your eyes." For the first time in centuries, the feared Pureblood Vampire smiled without hiding his fangs. "May I know the name of the woman who just stole my immortal heart?" And before you could answer... The scent of your blood reached every vampire in the ballroom. Every smile disappeared.