Seductive Desires [JJK] #2

Ch 5 𓆩🖤𓆪

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Isabella's POV:

"I can't believe you slept with the professor just for grades."

"Get out of my sight!"

I covered my ears as my body racked with sobs and hiccups. The judging and disgusted eyes of the crowd still haunted me, making me feel as if I was still there, rooted to the spot where Jungkook shattered my self-respect with his lies.

I want to hit myself for running away. I should have fought back, slapped him, shouted at him-anything but run. I wasn't even wrong yet I fled like a guilty person. I hated myself for it; for showing weakness, for giving him the satisfaction of seeing me break.

The scene replayed in my mind over and over- Jungkook's mocking expression, the crowd's judgmental look and the humiliation. That glint of victory in his eyes made my stomach churn.

Why had I run? The question gnawed at me. But in that moment, everything had felt too overwhelming. The walls of the crowd had closed in, their whispers and stares suffocating me. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. All I knew was that I had to get away, to escape everything. I had played right into his hands giving him the reaction he wanted.

I buried my face in my hands, the tears flowing freely now. Not because of Jungkook-I had never trusted him-but because of my own self. Why I had to run. And now here I was, huddled in my room, drowning in a sea of shame and regret.

As the sobs subsided anger began to take it's place. I couldn't change what had happened, but I could decide what to do next. Jungkook might have won this round but the game wasn't over. Not by a long shot. But when the real time will come, I would make sure he regretted ever crossing me.

"Isa, baby open the door please."

I jerked my head up from my hands recognizing the familiar voice. "Isa," the sound softened even further with the slow knocks. Without thinking, I sprang up and ran to the door yanking it open.

"Somi!" I whispered barely holding back the flood of emotions. I pulled her into a desperate embrace clinging to her as if she were a lifeline.

Somi's arms tightened around me instantly, "Isa, are you crying? Why? What happened?"

But I couldn't bring myself to answer. Instead I buried my face into her shoulder with shuddering breaths. Somi held me firmly, her hand rubbing soothing circles on my back.

"Isa," she murmured again. "Please, talk to me. What happened?"

I sniffed trying to steady my breath but still the words wouldn't come. Maybe I didn't need to find the words just yet. Maybe for now, it was enough to simply be held. So I keep my mouth shut.

"Finally she opened the door. Thank you, Somi."

I peeked through Somi's shoulder and saw my mom standing there all worried. Seeing her like that made me guilty. I had been so wrapped up in my own pain that I hadn't considered how much my yesterday's behavior had affected her.