Who is she?

Hard to trust

Mrs. Lee let out a small chuckle, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You didn't teach her the entire English language, right? You just said a few sentences in front of her, but she recalled the whole language!"

Her expression turned serious, her voice filled with awe. "The same way, if someone tells her even the smallest detail from her past, she'll eventually recall it, along with other details too." She leaned back in her chair, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "That's how rapidly she's healing mentally!"

"Is it normal?" Suga interrupted, his deep voice a stark contrast to the excitement that had filled the room. His face remained impassive, a mask of neutrality.

Mrs. Lee's smile was tight-lipped, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Mr. Mean," she teased, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Suga's expression remained straight, his correction swift. "It's Min."

Mrs. Lee's response was laced with unpleasantness. "Yeah." She paused, her tone shifting to a professional cadence. "We've run every conceivable test, and she's a normal human being, just like us. Not. A. Super. Human. At. All!" Her words were enunciated with precision, each syllable dripping with sarcasm, her eyes gleaming with a knowing glint.

Mrs. Lee's smile was tight-lipped, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Mr. Mean," she teased, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Suga's expression remained straight, his correction swift. "It's Min."

Mrs. Lee's response was laced with unpleasantness. "Yeah." She paused, her tone shifting to a professional cadence. "We've run every conceivable test, and she's a normal human being, just like us. Not. A. Super. Human. At. All!" Her words were enunciated with precision, each syllable dripping with sarcasm, her eyes gleaming with a knowing glint.

Jungkook and Taehyung exchanged a perplexed glance, their eyes widening in unison as they found Mrs. Lee's behavior odd, especially towards Suga. Jungkook cleared his throat to get her attention, his voice cautious. "Ah, Mrs. Lee, even if we take her with us for now, how long will it take for her to recall her memory?"

Mrs. Lee turned to face him, her expression intent. "It might sound weird, but she can recall everything right now if someone states it to her with some kind of proof." The room fell silent, the three men staring at her with wide eyes, their faces mirroring the same question: how could they possibly tell her anything about her past when they had no idea who she was?

Sensing their concern, Mrs. Lee continued, "I know you all have no idea about who she is or her identity, but the team from your company is working on it, right? So, any information you get, you must tell her. Who knows, which piece of information will lead her to recall her memory!"

She shrugged her shoulders, her expression matter-of-fact. "And one last thing, till you find her identity or any clue about it, I recommend you all give her accompaniment. Right now, the only thing we know about her is that 'she is your fan, an army girl.'"

Taehyung's murmur was laced with reluctance, his anger still simmering. "But I don't want to do that!" His eyes narrowed, still resentful of the fact that she had slapped his friend, Jungkook.

However, Mrs. Lee's ears caught the faint protest, and she rose from her seat, her movements fluid. "Well, it's up to you guys. Anyway, I was here for the file that caused this 'boyfriend-girlfriend' misunderstanding to her." She plucked the file from the table, her eyes scanning the contents with a practiced gaze.

Her brow furrowed as she noticed something odd - there was no signature, neither Jungkook's nor the staff member who had filled out the form. Her eyes narrowed, her voice barely above a whisper. "Jeon Apple? Such a strange name!" The file seemed to hold more questions than answers, and Mrs. Lee's curiosity was piqued.