"So Jennie, I heard you were excited to meet me?" Kwan asked. I nodded as I took a sip of my water. "And why is that?" Kwan said. I looked at him.
We were having dessert and it was oreo cream cake with ice cream.
"I've got this obsession with a project I'm trying to start. A documentary kinda." I said. He leans back in his seat as if I caught his attention.
"And what does that have to do with me?"
"Well, it's about what publicly does to someone.
You see things on TV that aren't true but most people think that if it's on TV it's true so they believe it. The more people that believe the lies the more that the truth gets hidden and then you've got people getting the wrong ideas about someone because the media told them too. But in every lie there's a truth and I want to be the one to uncover the truth." I said. Jungkook leaned back in his chair as Kwan crossed his arms. I knew that Jungkook too was interested.
"I'm really interested!" He said. He glances at his son for a second and back at me. "So tell me how I can help you with this project." He said. I smiled.
"Well if it isn't much trouble may I get an interview with you?" I asked. Jungkook let out a puff. I look at him.
"So you're the press? What's new." He said. I narrow my eyes at him.
"The difference between me and the press is the press twists everything into a good view. They don't care what is true or a lie as long as it makes the media they are happy with their story. I don't want that. I want my story to make the media but with nothing but the truth. I misunderstand something then I expect to be told. Please don't start judging if you don't know the truth." I said. He hums as he leans over his empty plate.
"Guess what princess? I do whatever the fuck I want." He said. I grip my butter knife in my left hand and let out a small smile.
"I'm glad you're not expected to be in it. I would hate to have to tell a story about an ungrateful, demanding, self center-" I started.
"I didn't want to be in your stupid movie. I didn't even want to come here tonight but I was told I have to babysit you." He said. I felt my nerves go high.
"I will gladly do an interview." I let out a puff of air and turn to Kwan who was slightly glaring at his son. "And please don't pay any mind to my son. He's a bit hard-headed and spoiled." Kwan said. I glanced at Jungkook who was watching me with fury.
Kwan was good looking for a man in his fourites. I admit but he had the signs of adultness. He had blue eyes and black hair. He dresses in suits and believes me when I say he always dresses to impress.
Jungkook, on the other hand, he had the same blue eyes but a lot brighter. And his black hair was wavy. He dressed like a rich bad boy. Leather this and leather that. Black clothing that fits tight and emotions of nothing. His clothing choice was what gave him an interesting vibe.
He wore clothes like a business man but the way he wore them was what gave him the bad boy vibe He acted as though he didn't care but deep in his eyes, he fights his demons. I want to write about him and make a movie with him. It would give the movie a twist.
