i'm sorry | jungkook

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6:30 pm, I'm standing here, looking into a mirror that reflects my new, fresh bruise.
My explanation, Haneul.

Flashback
Right after school, I started to swiftly walk back to my dorm to get ready. Two girls stopped right in front of me. Whenever I moved to side, they moved with me.
"Excuse me," I said trying to get past them.
They lowered their heads to face me and scoffed. Haneul then came through, smiled and punched me into the stomach. Everyone that was around me just either watched, walked away or laughed. Where are you Jungkook? Please help me.
"That's not even close enough to what you get for taking my oppa," she snickered.
"You're the one who left him Jung Haneul..."
"Haha, that doesn't mean I can't get him back.." She started to play either the ends of my hair. "He was so stupid to fall in love with me, but what can I say? He's even more stupid for trusting you... Im minjoo the backstabber."
My blood started to boil as I stood up and towered Haneul instead.
"We both know exactly what really happened, so if you don't remember, let me remind you, it was Jung Haneul the backstabber!" I stated gradually getting louder. Haneul's face got red with anger and punched my stomach again.
"Just stay away."

End of flashback

I pulled my dress out of the closet and my makeup bag, I use once every boring party. I first did my make up and then put on my dress. I left my hair down naturally and sat down on my bed.
Why did I have to live this life?

Knock knock

I got up, headed towards the door and twisted the door knob. There stood Jungkook with a suit on.

Perfect.

I mean.. Looks pretty okay...

Jungkook's POV

Once Minjoo opened the door, she looked amazing. But the thing is, she kept staring at me. I looked down and examined myself. I'm wearing a suit.. I don't see any imperfections...

"Minjoo?"

Minjoo's POV

"Minjoo?"
"Huh? O-oh OH! Sorry, um let's go."
I locked the door and headed towards the exit of the dorms.

"What are you doing dressed like that?" A familiar voice scoffed behind me.
Jung Haneul.

Why are you everywhere
Why are you so annoying
Why do you keep judging me
Why do you have to backstab everyone
Why do you always make fun of me
Why are you like this

"Get some glasses Haneul, it's pretty obvious," Jungkook sighed.

"Omo, oppa you look so good in a suit, don't go with her, stay with me," she smiled.

"Mianhae, I'm not free tonight, I'm bloody expensive, today, tomorrow and the day after, you won't be able to afford me. Let's go Minjoo."

And with that, we left.

In front of my house

"Let's go in," Jungkook suggested while starting to walk in. I grabbed his hand and stopped him.
"Why? You scared?" He questioned.
I stayed still.
He was right, I am scared. I am scared of my own home. Scared of my mother. Scared of everyone knowing. Scared of getting hit. Scared of failure.
"It's okay Minjoo, you're mother can't do anything in front of this handsome man right here," Jungkook joked whipping his hair slightly to the side.
"Ha. ha. ha." I said looking uninterested.
"What? It's true, or why would you stare at me for 5 minutes without blinking hmm?"
"Let's go in now!" I suggested, more like commanded.
I walked up the steps and lay my hand in the doorknob.
Breathe in
Breathe out
Slowly I forced myself to twist the-
"Wait."
I looked around and Jungkook stood there.
"Did you request me to come here cause you needed a boyfriend?" He questioned.
"Yea?"
"Doesn't that mean we should be... lovey dovey?" He asked again.
"I'm fine thanks."
As I was saying, I forced myself to twist the doorknob.
There stood a crowd of middle aged woman and men.
"Hey look who's here!" A woman shouted.
A crowd was cheering and wooing. I was extremely confused.
"Your mother is in her room sweetly, wow how did she raise you so well?"
THERE! THERE IT IS! I KNEW SHE WOULD SAY THAT FOR THE LAST TIME SHE DID NOT RAISE ME WELL.
Instead of saying that, I just smiled, bowed and walked up to her room..
She was looking out to her window with the moonlight hitting half her face.
"You're not late, but where's your boyfriend huh? Did you not read the message properly HUH?!" She shouted loudly but not loud enough to overtake the people downstairs.
"I was right all along, you're just a pathetic little girl who doesn't deserve to be in this family. Who can't do what her mother asks her too. Who can't even find her a boyfriend or at least a boy!" She ranted.
"Who said so?" I asked.
"My eyes, if there really was a boy.. Where is he huh? I don't see anyone, so stop lying young lad-"
"I'm here." Jungkook walked in and stood next to me. Isn't he scared?
"O-oh, what a lovely gentleman you are, my Minjoo is definitely lucky to have you." That sudden mood change though. I hate it.
"Go ahead and explore my loves," my 'mother' smiled. I just awkwardly walked out.

Jungkook's POV

So this is her mother, she's pretty fake. I started to follow Minjoo but before I left the room, I turned around.

"Oh and by the way, she's your daughter... not your robot."
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Short but.. Have to update haha..
Sorry for any mistakes and grammar errors.