Impossible Lovers

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After Lisa finished speaking, Jungkook fell into an even longer silence than before. Lisa, on the other hand, sat aside feeling upset, only understanding now how deeply cunning Jungkook could be!

Since elementary school, Jungkook had excelled in his studies, leaving a lofty impression on others. He even crafted an image of himself as a scientist, always advocating for the country. Who would believe that such a smart, ambitious, and good classmate would be beating someone up in a small alley?

Even God would feel inferior if he saw him!1

Lisa picked up an unopened bottle of mineral water from the table and twisted it open. She then drank almost half of it in one go.

"..." Jungkook sat quietly beside her, watching her drink water like that.

When Lisa had nearly finished drinking, she put down the bottle and looked at Jungkook, "So, you were well ahead of time. At that time, the entertainment industry wasn't even creating personas yet."

"..." Jungkook pursed his lips. "Someone said earlier, 'since you saw it with your own eyes, why didn't you just ask me directly? You spent so many years silently cursing me in your heart, couldn't you have asked me directly'?"

Lisa: "..."

Wow, how the tables had turned.

"I didn't see any need to ask you. I saw you beating someone with my own eyes, but my mom and the teacher didn't believe me. If I asked you, would you have admitted it?" Lisa snorted coldly.

Jungkook slightly pursed his lips. He also picked up a bottle of mineral water from the table, twisted it open, and took a sip, "This incident did happen."

Lisa sneered, "Alright, let me hear your well-crafted story."

Jungkook: "..."

He still remembered that day. The weather wasn't great, his parents were both at the research institute and hadn't come back. He was alone at home for the weekend. Although Aunt Mee had said he could always go to their house for meals, he didn't want to bother Aunt Mee since he had a strained relationship with Lisa.

When he was in elementary school, he was too young to cook for himself and had to rely on Aunt Mee's hospitality. But in junior high, he knew how to cook for himself, so when he felt lazy, he would just find something to eat downstairs.

New He Street was not far from where they lived and there was a place there that served delicious braised dishes. Jungkook was cooking rice in the pot and had some money in his pocket to buy some braised dishes to go with it.

Shortly after he entered the alley, he heard some commotion up ahead. When he looked from a distance, he saw a male student taunting an auntie. The auntie seemed unable to see and was crawling on the ground, searching for something in a miserable state. The boy was holding a plastic bag, laughing and teasing her.

Jungkook quickly approached and handed the blind woman her cane that had fallen aside. The boy, displeased by his interference, questioned him, "What are you doing? Who asked you to pick that up?"

Jungkook turned to look at him. The other person appeared to be around the same age as him, but he was much more muscular, probably twice his size.

"I can pick it up if I want to, do I need your approval?"

The boy became even more defiant and tried to snatch the blind person's cane from Jungkook's hands, saying, "You're so nosy, will you compensate me for the cake money?"

Not far from them, there was a cake that had been knocked over and ruined, mixed with dirt and oil on the ground, making it look very unpleasant.

Jungkook had come down just to buy some pickled vegetables and hadn't brought much money. He took out all the money he had and exchanged it for the boy's contemptuous sneer, "Just this little? Do you know how expensive my cake was? Poor guy, don't try to act like a righteous hero!"