Dear Lawyer | Jikook ff

8 - Visit (i)

The sound of the detention centre gates opening attracted the attention of the child in the corner.

Rosie Dale curled her hands and feet as she stared at those gates, unblinking, terrified of letting a familiar figure slip past her notice.

Unfortunately, all she saw was a big black vehicle driving through the gates.

She had been squatting at this corner for five days now. Five days ago, she chased after her brother to this place and had never left her corner since. She depended on two pieces of dry bread and the tap at the corner of the wall for water to subsist until now.

In truth, she had run out of food to eat since yesterday. The last meal she had was a piece of chocolate that a stranger had given her.

She felt very cold, and very dizzy. But she didn't dare to sleep here in broad daylight and had yet to see her brother come out from inside there.

"Why are you squatting in a place like this?" A voice suddenly asked from above her.

Rosie Dale only raised her head after a long time, her eyes glazed over with unbearable hunger. The man's face was blurred in her vision; she could only see a scar running down the side of it.

That scar was very familiar. It should be someone she knew.

"My god, how many days has it been since you last ate?"

Rosie bowed her head dizzily. She whispered, "I don't know..."

"Let me take you to eat a little something first?" That man said, "There's a bakery over there. Let's eat something first, or you'd end up fainting here." Saying this, he gently caught hold of Rosie's arm.

Rosie withdrew her hand and flinched back into the wall. "I'm waiting for my brother."

"But your complexion looks terrible. I know your brother, I live in the same alley as you, remember? I'm sure that your brother wouldn't want to see you faint here."

"No. I want to wait for my brother..." Rosie Dale struggled again.

That man sighed softly. "Okay..."

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Jimin and Jungkook were back at Two Moon Street. There were only so many places that a person could take a stroll about in Wine City.

Besides, since he said he was going to treat a meal, Jimin couldn't possibly take them somewhere too shabby—even if he was seriously broke now.

Jungkook could still be said to have a conscience. He swept a gaze down the entire street, saying to Jimin, "Are you sure you want to treat me to a meal here? In light of your good performance in court today, I can help you save a little money. Eating the occasional sandwich is fine as well."

The esteemed Professor Park had no end to his shamelessness. He glanced at Jungkook and said, "Please don't make any casual suggestions. I would really consider it."

Jungkook, "..."

Jimin's eyes flicked to the bakery across the street, and for a solid three seconds, he actually considered it. But then he shook his head, muttering, "Nah, I'd rather die than eat another sad sandwich. Let's do this right."

Jungkook's lips twitched, barely hiding a smirk. "Pretty sure I'm the one being treated here."

"Who says I can't prioritize my refined palate?" Jimin shot back, pointing skyward. "There's a spot on the fourth floor. Best grilled lamb chops and soup in town. Perfect for this chilly vibe."