The city never slept, and that meant he couldn't either. The lights of the buildings shone like artificial stars, and the streets, though full of life just hours before, now seemed empty. He knew the city wasn't a safe place. No matter how many times he roamed it, how many criminals he caught, how many lives he saved, the darkness was always there. From above, Jungkook watched the landscape with his usual routine, alert to any sign of danger, and then he heard it. A struggle and a muffled scream, his body moved instinctively, shooting a web and diving between the buildings. The alley was narrow, with flickering lights and walls covered in graffiti. She was trapped between the wall and a man who had no intention of letting her go.

Jungkook didn't hesitate. The strike was quick, precise. The attacker barely had time to react before being suspended upside down, struggling uselessly against the webs that immobilized him. She, however, remained still. She didn't run, didn't scream, didn't try to escape like many others did. Her breathing was heavy, but her eyes... there was something in them. It wasn't just fear. It was something deeper, something that caught him before he even realized it. A mixture of disbelief, challenge, and a spark of something unknown. He couldn't explain it, but he felt that look imprinted in his mind, like an image he wouldn't be able to forget. It unsettled him, too unsettled him.

"It's not safe to walk alone at night." His own voice sounded lower than he expected. She didn't respond immediately, just kept looking at him, and that was enough to make his chest feel strange. Before he could question it, he shot his web and disappeared into the night. That should've been the end... but it wasn't. That night, his mind wouldn't leave him in peace. It wasn't the first time he saved someone, it wasn't the first time he saw someone in danger. So why couldn't he get her out of his head?