"I'm okay, Mom. I just miss Grandma and Grandpa, and I wanted to see them. I'll be back in a few days."
Her dad came on the line. "We could've dropped you off, Muffin. You didn't have to go alone."
"I'm fine, Dad," I managed.
Yn dad: Let me know when you want to come back i will pick you up.
Yn: "ok dad I'll let you know when I'm ready to come back."
Arriving in Busan late at night, she reached her grandparents' doorstep, exhausted. Her grandma opened the door and immediately noticed her tear-streaked face.
"Muffin, why didnt you tell us you are coming? what's wrong?" Grandma's voice was soft as she hugged YN close, and the tears YN had been holding back came pouring out.
Grandpa hurried over, concerned. "Muffin, did something happen? Did your parents say something?"
YN shook her head as she continued crying, and her grandma patted her back soothingly, signaling to Grandpa not to push for answers. They led her inside and offered dinner, but she barely touched her food. Sensing her need for space, they didn't ask any more questions, waiting until she felt ready to talk. she went to bed and again started crying...
Next day back in Seoul:
When Jimin arrived at college the next morning, he looked around for YN. He quickly scanned the room, but her seat was empty. Anxiety prickled in his chest as he turned to Bora.
"Bora, where's Muffin?" he asked, trying to sound casual.
Bora gave him a cold look. "Why do you care, Jimin? It's not like you've done anything but hurt her."
Jungkook, sensing the tension, intervened. "Bora, please, just tell him where she is."
Bora's glare didn't soften. "I'm not telling him anything. If he really cared, he wouldn't have put her through this." She turned away.
Jimin clenched his fists, regret burning in his chest. He sat down, unable to focus on anything but the empty seat in front of him. The first break came, and he watched as a stranger moved to sit in YN's seat, a bold, uninvited presence. The girl's confident demeanor turned heads, including Jimin's.
Jimin didnt like someone sitting in yn chair he is about to talk to the person...
Before he could react, Bora shot up, giving the girl a cold stare. "Excuse me, but that seat is taken."
girl raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Is it, though?" She waved her hand dismissively. "I'm here now. Besides, it's a perfect spot-close to my baby."
Jimin frausted and fist tightened Excuse me...
girl turned to Jimin side with a big smile..
"Kang Ji-won?" he muttered, louder than he intended.
Ji-won turned, a mischievous smile spreading across her face as she waved. "Hey, baby," she said, her tone sickly sweet, ignoring Bora's glare as she settled in.
Jimin's jaw tightened as she leaned closer. "What are you doing here?"
She gave him an innocent look, twirling a strand of her hair. "our parents thought it'd be a good idea to join you here." She smirked, casting a quick glance around the room. "Besides, I missed you."
Jimin: shot her an exasperated look. "Ji-won, we need to talk. Outside."
But Ji-won simply laughed, ignoring him. "After class, babe. I know you can't resist me, but don't worry, I'm not going anywhere." She gave him a sly wink before turning her attention to Jungkook. "Hi, Kookie," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness.
Jungkook's response was flat, his eyes narrowing in annoyance.
The professor entered, and Ji-won settled in as though she owned the place, giving Bora a smug look when she noticed her glaring.
Jungkook leaned in toward Jimin, his voice serious. "Is this your mom doing?"
Jimin sighed deeply, glancing at Ji-won. "Who else would it be? You know how powerful Ji-Won family is. My mom wants control, and this is her way of getting it."
Ji-won seemed perfectly content, a smug smile never leaving her face as she occasionally leaned close to Jimin, pretending to whisper something that made a few classmates exchange curious glances. Bora's jaw was clenched in silent fury, and even Jungkook looked annoyed, shifting uncomfortably.
As soon as the bell rang for the break, Jimin stood up abruptly and turned to Ji-won. "Outside. Now," he said in a low, firm voice.
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