Jungkook was panting breathlessly. He could barely stand up right as he stumbled his way backstage in the dark. "AHHHHHH". The screams kept fading as he got closer to the backstage section. A cool, water bottle caressed his face as he sat down. Jimin was patting him on the back, congratulating him on his good efforts. "Did you see her today?" "No hyung, I couldn't spot her in the see of armys." How am I supposed to find her? She never picks up my calls either! Does she hate me? But she raised me? His mind was clouded with thoughts until a small, elderly looking woman dashed past him, roughly bumping his shoulder and spilling water on it. "Didn't even apologize" came out faster than he could process, and the old woman swung her bag. It thunked his head and made him a little woozy. "Did the money get to your head already? I thought I raised you better." Jungkook recognized that voice. "..Noona?"
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Mystery / ThrillerWhat would you do if your half sister suddenly disappeared, and you got a note on your company's doorstep telling you that she was safe? WELL DUH! You'd ask questions.. and that's exactly what Jungkook did. Except, the answer he got wasn't what he w...
