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after a while, i hear a knock on my door. i open it and i see jungkook standing there with a sore eye and a small cut on his cheek. yet he's still smiling at me as if nothing happened.

"jungkook, let's go to the bathroom. i'll fix you up."

he agrees and i tell him to sit down on the basin counter. i stand between his legs so i can get a closer look at his injuries.

"jimin didn't say anything to me. the minute he saw me he pounced at me. what's going on, minji? please tell me," jungkook pleads with me.

"nothing. he was probably just jealous. he doesn't like me to be around other boys."

"don't fucking give me that bullshit!" jungkook stands up, making me move away.

"i know that's not the real reason. i know there's something really fucked up going on here. and i won't leave you alone until you tell me what's going on. i do care about you even though i hardly know you."

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