The Empath And The Narcissist | JJK

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You step back, shaking your head in disbelief. "That can't be right," you whisper, more to yourself than anyone else. "That's not Hyeyeon, it can't be."

Taehyung is holding Jimin, who's collapsed on the floor, overwhelmed with grief. Despite the heaviness in the room, you cling to a thread of hope. "Jimin-ssi, she's still out there. That wasn't her," you say, trying to inject some certainty into the uncertainty that envelops you all.

Jungkook steps toward you with a worried look. "Y/N," he begins, reaching out as if to offer support.

"No, stop," you cut him off, holding up a hand. "I don't need consoling. This is some mistake, it's all wrong," you insist, your voice trembling slightly with a mix of anger and denial. "When Hyeyeon comes back, just have her call me," you say, brushing past everyone toward the door, desperate to escape the crushing atmosphere.

As realization dawns on you, a sudden burst of adrenaline propels you towards your car. You can feel Jungkook's concern trailing behind you, but your focus is laser-sharp on what you need to do next. You quickly lock the doors as soon as you're inside the car, cutting off any attempt by Jungkook to join you.

"Y/N!" Jungkook calls out, his voice tinged with urgency, but you're already starting the engine.

You pull out of the driveway with a screech of tires, the car's speedometer needle climbing rapidly as you weave through the traffic. Your driving becomes more aggressive, the car barely missing others as you swerve around them.

Behind you, Jungkook's car appears, following closely, his presence a silent promise that he's there, no matter where this chase leads. You press the accelerator harder, the landscape blurring past as you push the car over 100 miles per hour, driven by a mix of fear, hope, and determination to find Hyeyeon.

As you navigate the streets with a singular focus, the speedometer needle climbs, reflecting your urgency. Jungkook, in restless pursuit, struggles to keep up, his anxiety evident in the way he maneuvers his car, trying to predict your next move. You dart into a side street, tires squealing as you make another sharp turn, barely avoiding an oncoming car. Jungkook watches in horror, his grip tightening on the steering wheel.

He makes another attempt to get ahead of you, managing this time to position his car across the narrow street, effectively blocking your path. Faced with the sudden obstacle, you slam the brakes, the car halting with a jarring screech just short of a collision.

Breathing heavily, Jungkook bolts from his car, his expression a mixture of relief that you're safe and anger over the danger you've just put yourself in. He approaches your car, his steps quick and determined, ready to confront you about the reckless chase.

You leap out of the car, sprinting into the street you'd been aiming for, your heart pounding with a sense of urgency. Jungkook is quick to follow, catching up to you with ease. He grabs you firmly, his grip unyielding as he tries to halt your frenzied dash. "Y/N, ENOUGH!" His shout cuts through the noise, forcing you to face him.

"Jungkook, I don't know why, but something drew me here," you plead, trying to catch your breath. "This place feels strangely familiar, yet I'm sure I've never been here before." Your eyes search his for understanding, desperate for him to see the sincerity in your confusion.

Sensing the genuine perplexity in your voice and expression, Jungkook's grip loosens. He steps back slightly, allowing you some space to breathe, his face softening as he processes your words. His concern remains etched on his features, but he nods, signaling his willingness to listen and understand what's driving you.

As you carefully approach the concealing spot, a sudden, sharp pain shoots through the back of your head, making you cry out and clutch it tightly. Jungkook immediately steps closer, concern etched on his face. "Y/N, what's wrong?"