virtual reality ; jjk

full. [10.5]

friday, jan. 22, 2016 | 11:00 pm

it was eleven in middle of the night and sungeun was sitting cross-legged in her bed, perplexed. she wanted to know what exactly had happened to jungkook. she was determined to find out. yet, she knew by pushing too far, she might risk her small, budding friendship with the boy. from what lea told her, she was fortunate he was even talking to her and beginning to open up. sure, he seemed rash most of the time, but messing with the poor boy was enjoyable.

so when she clicked on her direct messages with jungkook, sungeun sat there for a couple minutes staring blankly at her phone screen. she wasn't sure how she would get the information she wanted from him.

"do you like to draw?" she whispered to herself aloud. she shook her head furiously, allowing pieces of her hair to come out of its place in a messy bun. "no i can't ask him that so suddenly." she thought to herself.

"what are your hobbies jungkook?" she finally decided. she sat on her bed, hugging her knees to her chest and biting her finger nail subconsciously as she waited for jungkook's reply.

jungkook brushed the topic lightly, mentioning he liked art. but what puzzled sungeun was the fact that jungkook had told her he could not draw. it was then she realized he must have really wanted to forget about his art, and she was curious why.