**Jungkook's Perspective:**

The morning sunbeam gently caresses my skin as I lie cocooned under my cosy comforters. A soft melody fills the room, and I can't help but smile; I know it's Eomma's doing. Her music always has a way of brightening my day.

Slowly, I stretch my body, shedding off the last remnants of sleep, and make my way to the bathroom to freshen up. It's time to prepare for another day of my usual routine.

As I descend the stairs, I see my parents at the breakfast table.

"Good morning, son," my dad, Mr. Jeon, greets me.

"Good morning, Appa, Eomma," I reply, the warmth of their presence making the day feel even brighter.

"Good morning! Did you eat breakfast? Do you have work today?" Eomma inquires, always the caring one.

I nod. "Yes, Eomma, I have a live show tonight, so I need to get ready for that."

"Best of luck, son," they wish me.

"Thanks, Eomma, Appa. I'll do my best," I reply with a smile. After a hearty breakfast, I retreat to my home studio, a place where my dreams take form.

Because of my songs and music, I've garnered a significant online following. From my small hometown in Busan, I host live shows right from my studio. You might wonder about my identity, considering my popularity, but I have a secret. I perform with a mask that draws attention and intrigues fans. I don't hide my face because I want to; there's a reason for it, one that I'll reveal later.

Oh, where are my manners? I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Jeon Jungkook, 19 years old, living a life full of secrets. I'm not just any ordinary guy; I have a unique gift. My dreams possess magical powers; they're not mere nighttime fantasies that fade away with the morning light. In this world, dreams can become real, and that extraordinary ability allows me to experience life in a special way. To support myself, I sell my music, a passion that brings me immense joy.

It's not that we are poor; it's just that I love to stand on my own two feet without depending on my parents.

**Taehyung's Perspective:**

The evening casts a soft breeze over me, gently touching my skin and making me feel like I'm in the right place. I often find solace in nature and have a habit of painting while appreciating its beauty, accompanied by beautiful music. Yes, you heard correctly; I'm an artist. I create both traditional and digital art while listening to music. I don't know why it somehow motivates me. Right now, I'm painting a scene I glimpsed in a dream. I don't remember much, but dreams have been part of my life since childhood, and painting is my way of making sense of them. I paint what I see in my dreams, and it turns into beautiful artwork that brings me recognition. I post my art on my social media handles, but I'm never interested in showing myself, so no one knows about me. Everyone knows me only through my art, and I'm quite famous.

My paintings are like a mirror reflecting my dreams, capturing their essence in beautiful images. I often lose track of time when I paint, and it's no different this evening. I'm so engrossed in my work that I don't notice the chill creeping in; I'm shivering.

Then, my mobile phone springs to life with a message.

Jin: "Where are you?"

Tae: "I'm in a beautiful garden, Hyung."

Jin: "If you're not home within an hour, no strawberry milk for you today."

Tae: "You can't do this to me, Hyung! Please, I'm on my way. Wait for me."

I quickly pack my art supplies after the call, grab my coat, and head towards my car. While driving home, I let the music in my car serenade me, its rhythm blending with my thoughts.

Hello, I'm Taehyung, a 22-year-old professional artist who has a deep love for music. I paint my dreams, and it has brought me recognition and a bit of fame. I hope Jin Hyung doesn't deprive me of my strawberry milk today.

As I start driving home, little do I know that destiny is weaving a unique connection between two worlds yet to be discovered. 

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