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Enemy

I looked at the pile of papers with small writings on the table.  My eyes continued to focus on the papers trying to digest every word written there.

It's only been five minutes since I tried to understand the contents of these papers, but my head started to throb in pain.

I can't understand a single word here!

"Case? On December twenty, the client filed for divorce from her husband? But why? The reason is not stated here!"

I monologued, reading every word.  Huh, my head is about to explode.

I looked around, exploring every corner of the room I was occupying.  They say this used to be my study, which I can't even remember.

"Are you in already?"

I turned my head when I heard a voice interrupting the 'let's remember whose room this is' activity.

"Wh-who?"  I asked doubtfully.

A tall man stood in the doorway of my room, he looked at me with round eyes, his lips smiled but looked a bit annoying -in my opinion.

"Jeon Jungkook. Your co-worker," he answered simply.

In a impolite manner, he stepped further into my room and sat on the maroon sofa which was located not far from where I was standing.

"How is Hoseok doing? Does he still look pretty?"

And again he was getting more and more impudent by drinking my coffee which I had not touched at all.

Wait...

Did he just say a name, Jung Hoseok?

Does he know the person named Jung Hoseok?

I furrowed my brow, looking at him suspiciously.  Who exactly is he?!

"Ah, yes. You're still 'sick'."  He said in an annoying tone.  The man named Jungkook smiled, to be more precise.  His eyes stared at me intently, as if waiting for something.

It's really the first time I've met this person named Jeon Jungkook, but why is the feeling of irritation already peaking?  I want to punch him in the face.

"Who are you, really?"  I stared at him intently, a squeak of displeasure echoed thickly from the tone of voice that came out of my mouth.

"Me? You know me well enough as your co-worker and" he paused, pausing, looking at me with a look that somehow made me want to smack him in the face, "-someone who likes Jung Hoseok" an annoying grin grew on the corners of his lips, making me squirm with my fingers clenched into fists.  clenched tightly ready to hit him.

"Bye," he said before leaving me alone.  I was still silent, standing in place, staring at the door that moved closed as Jungkook left.

Unlucky.

Why do I feel so annoyed when his annoying mouth mentions the name 'Jung Hoseok' that I don't even know who he is.

Should I start looking for who I am and what is my relationship with someone named Jung Hoseok?

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TBC