"This is Jeon Jungkook, CEO of Seoul Higher View. You must pour all your skill, energy and talent into protecting him from all these attacks."
My head snaps up to meet eyes as bewildered as mine.
"You-"
"Do you know each other?"
***A week earlier*...
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| Hyejin
"I heard you got a warrant to arrest me. Pretty bold of you, I must say. But impressive too."
Jungkook's grip tightens as well as mine and we're practically crushing each other's hand as I slowly turn around.
"Tae-" I barely have the time to say his name that a sharp pain rushes through my whole body. I gasp in pain, the pain throbbing in my side, my hand automatically lets go of Jungkook's.
"Taehyung!" Jungkook shouts before throwing a precise and strong punch in Taehyung's face. He pulls his blade out of me and stumbles back with a loud grunt.
Jungkook turns to me.
"Oh, god, no! Hyejin, are you okay." I grip on his arm, breathing laboriously.
"I'm okay. I'm all good, it's not that bad." I argue but he shakes his head stubbornly.
"You need to get to the hospital now." He cuts and I shake my head.
"Look out!" I scream, grabbing Jungkook and spinning the two of us so he doesn't get hurt. I gasp when my flesh is torn once again. My fingers grip on Jungkook's arms.
He closes his arms around me with a loud gasp and holds me tightly before kicking the knife out of Taehyung's hands.
"Taehyung, what the fuck are you doing?!" He shouts loudly and Taehyung chuckles coldly.
"Well...isn't that obvious? I'm disappointed. I thought she would've told you." Jungkook frowns and so do I, holding my bleeding side. "She knows that one of us two has to go, be gone, disappear...die. Not to mention that I have to get rid of you too, Jungkookah."
Jungkook's grip on me tightens as he's stabbed in his heart, realising the truth he couldn't grasp last night. I can't let him die. And he's not emotionally ready to go against Taehyung. I gently push him away, my hands shaking.
"Hyejin, what are you doing?" He breathes and I look up at him.
"I need to do this." I whisper, my bloody hand shakily reaching for his face. He quickly grabs my hand in his and shakes his head.
"We'll do this together. I'm well trained." I nod.
It's true.
Taehyung purposely wounded me treacherously, knowing he can't beat me if I'm in my best condition. But Jungkook is strong enough. I'm shaking when I reach out for my belt and hand him a blade.
