You're Mine, Noona. [BTS - Jungkook]

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Who is this girl stealing our oppas?

Who does she think she is?

It's not because she came from America that it is allowed to be slutty in Korea.

She's so ugly. Like her face is so bloated that could explode any moment.

Her body is so out of proportion. Isn't she even ashamed of her own naked body?

My poor oppas. She's dragging them down. If she wants money, then go to a brothel. Don't put shame on our oppas names.

I closed the web application and sighed. The netizens weren't reacting positive. No, they were furious and the bashing has already started. Even though I didn't care much, reading all those hate got me slightly down.

I never received so much hate before. I guess I underestimated Suah. She really is evil.

Someone knocked on the door and I looked up. Jackson entered the room with two cups of coffee and settled himself in front of me. I thanked him with a weak smile and looked down at my cup.

Noticing my mood, Jackson leant in.

"What's wrong?" He asked me. I let out a sigh and closed my eyes.

"I've been thinking if this was going to be a good idea," I confessed. Jackson stayed silent and thought for words to comfort me.

"It's not easy, I know. Especially not if you like Jungkook and you can't tell him."

I frowned and gave him a look. He widened his eyes and gave me a smirk.

"Now, don't go and lie to me. You obvious like Jungkook." He told me. I wanted to protest but his gaze was firm and determined. I scowled at him and let it pass. He was Jackson. I can't go up against him.

"But once this is over, he will understand if you explained everything." He told me, but I shook my head.

I knew he would say that, but he was forgetting the fact that I was leaving soon and I might never see him again.

"What's the point in telling him anyway?" I muttered and Jackson frowned.

"What do you mean?"

I sighed. "It's a bit complicated. Jungkook can't admit his feelings to me because of his pride. He will never say that he likes me. And as long as he doesn't, I have my doubts on how much I mean to him."

"I'm quite sure you mean a lot to him..."

"No, I think I look like a joke to him." I retorted. My heart clenched. I finally said it.

"It feels like he is always playing with my feelings and never giving confirmation about him liking me. There's always that insecurity, because I have to guess what he feels." I explained.

Jackson nodded his head in understandment.

"I don't want to sound rude, but if it bothers you so much and he's too stubborn to admit, then he surely doesn't deserve you." Jackson said.

I looked at him and turned sad. Even though he meant to comfort me with those words, it only hurt me more. I was too far into loving Jungkook that I just couldn't let him go.

"But..." I muttered.

"Life is just like that, Hana." He cut in. I frowned and sighed.

Seeing my sad expression, Jackson grabbed my hand and smiled.

"I'm sorry... those may not be the words you want to hear. If you really want him to confess, then get him to admit." He advised.

I blinked with my eyes and held in my breath. "How? I tried everything."