The Girl of my Dreams: Elegia ✓

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T R U S T | 신뢰하다

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Jungkook's mind was heavy, rather dizzy as his brain cells recalled the clips of the moments when the girl, Areum hailed at his face.

Returning home, he straight away forwarded his limbs to the cases.

"Jungkook are you home?" a feminine voice echoed from the cuisine.

Jungkook's feet paused for a second, "Yes eomma." His tone was low, vague and indifferent.

"I'll get you some pancakes. Give me 5 minutes," Mrs Jeon cried out from the same position, her arms chopping coriander and mint leaves for a special sauce.

"It's okay eomma. I'm not hungry. See you at lunch," he glided up to the upper floor. His mom strolled to the kitchen door to find him already upstairs. She wiped her wet hands with a tissue as she eyed him concerned. There's something which I don't know. He is definitely into some business. How should I confirm what is it? Whom should I ask? Her head slanted on her right when she poked her encephalon for a way out to rescue her child from the unknown chaos.

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Jungkook dropped his butt on the desk chair and looked up at the sketch hung above on the front wall. His brows arched in sorrow, tears flooding up to the brim. He blinked his lids as a tear sauntered down his cheeks. Tearing off his gaze from the picture, he hid his face in the chest of his arms. He shivered and snivelled, his warm liquid wetting the sunmaker surface of the white wooden desk. Why are you doing this to me? What did I do wrong? He asked his own logical rules for some relief. Even if he didn't want to cry, he was bound to weep. Little did he know that his long wait was soon to end.

Out of the blue, a ringtone emerged through the layers of his jeans. It went on ringing until it got dismissed but he still didn't bother to pick it. The phone buzzed once again which made him a bit annoyed and frustrated at the same. He plucked it out in order to turn it into silent mode however prior to his advancement for the job, his sockets widened in amazement. His hand vibrated to halt the device's vibrations. Nonetheless, he received it.

"Hello, Jeongguk!"

The voice oozing out from the other side horrified his eardrums who received them. His lips trembled to answer, "Yes."

"Can you come over to my place right now? And please don't ask me anything further. I promise to explain every query of yours once you reach."

"Okay," Jungkook's soft note flew to the other end of the speaker and the call was over.

Jungkook pushed his chair away from the desk and went to rinse his face. The dry salty tear marks washed off along with the flow of water down the sink.

He stepped out and in a while, he was standing on the marbled doorstep, his palm commenced to the doorbell. Although he was hesitant at first to push the button, he did it after a short prolonged period.

Ting tong! A heavy bold metallic noise reverberated from the opposite side of the entrance. The wooden door slid aside, letting him kiss the hypnotizing aura inside laid with jasmine oil fragrance. He heaved a suffocating exhale before ambling in.

He walked confidently as if he knew where his next stoppage was since he had already been there once. As his shoe soles tapped the lobby's floor, he was welcomed by a maid who gave him a glass of soft drink to swallow and rest on the sofa.

The lassie left after a kind gesture whereas a minute later another figure cascaded the stairs.

Jungkook averted his skull to the sound on receiving the impulse and he gulped thickly. The person soon settled on his side keeping just a few inches distance in between.

"Hello, Jeongguk. Thank you for coming," an awkward smile stretched the edges of the speaker.

Jungkook placed the half-empty glass on the centre table and gaped back at the living form beside. "It's okay miss Areum but can I know the reason why you called me up at this hour?"

The female's face hung low, "I know you are already up to hating me though I am also aware of the cause. And you should be, anybody would be mad for such a harsh outbreak without one's fault. I'm ashamed for it too Jeongguk," she pursed her lips. Her orbs became filled with lacrimal secretions.

"I understand but to be honest I'm now more curious than ever to know the cause too. Could you please mind spilling that?" Jungkook asked gaining some social attitude for once.

Areum nodded. "Yes I will," she huffed and glanced up at the plastered ceiling, "Actually I had a boyfriend. We have been in a relationship for nearly four years till now. We knew each other ever since we were in the ninth grade. That's the time when he confessed his love. He was known to everybody as a good guy, having a rich reputed background, handsome personality and everything. We promised each other never to leave off anybody's side as long as we breathe the same air."

She stopped to hold back her tears. She sniffed and continued, "Last year, he shifted to Paris for his degrees in architecture. He loved it that much, maybe even more than he can ever love me. Or it might also be the location which he wished to visit in years yet he couldn't? But two days ago I was informed that the real intention was a girl, a half-French half-Italian girl with pretty azure eyes and golden wig."

Jungkook removed his folded hands from his torso and said, "So your boyfriend is going out with another girl?" His heart was already cracked into two on hearing the word 'boyfriend' being spelt through her plump lips.

Areum didn't answer, she simply broke into tears. Her palms covered her drenched eyelashes as she spoke with some muffled words, "He cheated on me in fact he has been playing around saying that he loves me since the past one year but I never sensed it at all to be a damn lie. I still would have let this pass but whenever I think of the dreams and plans we made together, it's just too intriguing. He's so mean, so ungrateful, a human with a black heart!" Her entire body shook with every letter escaping her muzzle.

Jungkook conveyed a little closer to her, his mind didn't accept it but it was his heart that dominated them. He deposited a hand across her shoulders and she crashed onto his chest.

"Shh don't stop crying over this silly thing. If he doesn't deserve your love or respect you, why waste your precious tears for anybody as such?" Jungkook cooed, patting her back lightly.

Areum yammered, "But I did love him. Is there no value of it?"

"Don't shower your love for someone who isn't worthy of it, whom you can't trust, who doesn't care about you. If you aren't aware of his past then think as many times as possible before donating your future in his charm," Jungkook proclaimed, more precisely it was his soul speaking at the moment, not his brain. His cunning fruitful words made Areum's tears jerk no more.

She straightened up on the couch and rubbed her tears off. Then by staring at Jungkook, she asked, "Where did you learn all these? You said that you never had a girlfriend!" Her swollen vessels webbed sockets quizzed the other.

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