Our Friendship Diary ‖ JJK·BTS

10- He Changes My Life

*Two chapters for today yay~

Jaykee

Ever since that incident happens, Jungkook has been required to rest for almost a week until he is fully recovered. The members have returned to Korea, but surprisingly leaving me with their contact numbers. All except Jungkook because it's been days since I've talked to him. However, those phone numbers are going to rot in my phone book as I'm not a person who is rich enough to make an international call, not to mention that there are six of them.

"You can use whatsapp call, dumbass." As if she can read my mind, one of my classmates, Charlotte's voice eventually breaks the silence. Ignoring my stare in surprise at her, she continues, "How did you guys meet? I mean the whole bunch of those Korean guys." Her body language obviously reveals how bewildered she is to see me getting along with boys, especially those are not ordinary boys who you can see walking around on the street.

"Well," I begin, scratching my head for any appropriate words in order to not create any misunderstandings. "I just met them on that mini concert." Charlotte's lips form an 'O' shape when she nods.

"What about that guy who fainted on the stage?" The question hits me like a brick as I've not expected her to acknowledge Jungkook as 'the fainted boy on stage'. I bet she would mock around with her other non K-pop friends about how weak he is even though sometimes, she doesn't really mean with her words.

"That's a long story." I answer blankly when memories about the both of us start flowing through my head like a calm river. It all starts when Jungkook chose to save me instead of running away to safety. After knowing that he'd become a successful K-pop star, I've accepted the fact that we won't be continuing this friendship a long time ago as there is no way for an ordinary girl like me to befriend with such a famous idol. To note, that's how I think. But after Jungkook's sudden black out during the concert, the words that Yoongi'd told me still rings in my head and this leads me to understand how important I am in Jungkook's heart.

"You're gonna gain yourself so many haters from now on, do you know that?" asks Charlotte when I sigh. It is true though. People all know jealousy kills a cat but nothing will stop those sasaeng fan girls to feel envy upon my friendship with Jungkook. "But don't worry, I'll protect you from those immature imbeciles." She chirps, driving out a giggle from me.

Nevertheless, her voice is a little bit too loud because both of us can soon feel the stares coming from the table next to us. Following Charlotte's gaze, I eventually meet those people's eyes and one of them is the girl whom Yoongi had scolded before. As if she has seen a ghost, she quickly turns away and hides her expression. "Charlotte?" It seems like it is because of the big sister who is glaring dead at them with an obvious message written on her face – stop gossiping about her or I'll rip your tongues off.

"You know it's dangerous to stick with that Korean guy, right Sky?" asks Charlotte with her eyebrows furrowed with worry. Then, she leaves her seat opposite to me while trying to whisper the other sentence into my ear. "You might become people's bullying target, especially theirs." She peeps at them when I do the same. Although this is a university, bullies are still everywhere. If no one bullies me physically, there will be cyberbullying going on for sure. To be honest, such form of bullying does hurt the most.

"I know." I whisper back. "I'll behave, alright?" Indeed I have to behave even though I'm just simply saying 'hi' to the boy. But somehow it is totally unfair for me as we are friends but being forbidden to talk to each other like buddies. I know people would think of us as couples and also think about how 'unmatch' I am if I become his girlfriend. But of course, there are many chances for Jungkook and me as both of us are still young, there's no way that we are to ruin each other's future and also our genuine relationship.

Lucky but unlucky for me as well, I'm currently having my revision week for the finals. Sadly to say that I might stress myself out due to the examination but I feel relieved in the meantime as well for I don't have to bother about my campus life for two weeks.

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Time flies as today is the third day of Chinese New Year. Even though I'm surrounded by feelings to get high and celebrate, my super ego would tell me to settle down and study. Hence, this is why I hate having exams or rushing with assignments during my own traditional festival because it leads holiday to mean nothing to me, though none of the holidays are really meant to be 'holidays' if you are a university student. Not going to traumatise but telling the truth right now, a holiday or a break for campus students means that they have to either finish tonnes of assignments within a deadline or study for finals during that period. For short, there is technically no holiday for us to fully relax ourselves.

Right now, there are visitors in my house which thereby adding more celebrating mood when I try to control the urge to gamble with them. By the time they leave, it's almost 12 am. "Time to sleep, Qi." Here comes my mother's call for me to bed after she has cleaned the living room.

"Alright, mum." I answer while starting to pack all the things scattered on the table. Footsteps around the house are starting to fade when my family are going into their rooms upstairs. "Done," I whisper to myself and is about to dash up the stairs when my mobile phone rings. The song, Fire, hits my eardrums hard as I forget to lower down the ringtone volume. When I notice that it's a WhatsApp call from an unknown number, I can't help but hesitate before picking it up. "Hello?" Not knowing if my action is right, my thumb has already prepared itself on the decline button in case that I've been called by a scammer.

However, the soothing voice coming out from the other line tells me that I'm doing the right thing. "Jaykee?" No one in Malaysia would ever call me like this, unless he is Jungkook. My heart quickens, making me open my mouth but say nothing because of the bewilderment. Due to the prolonged silence, Jungkook seems to hesitate upon his action too. "Jusong hamnida (I'm sorry), I think I've dialled a wrong number."

"Wait!" There I stop him from hanging up. "Na ye yo (It's me)." Another silence dominates the circumstance. "Jungkook-sshi." The boy on the other side of the line chuckles before telling me something important. It seems like there will be more visitors because his director is planning to pay a visit to my house with this idol coming along. In fact, all the incidents will be filmed.

"Jam kkan man (Wait a minute)," I accidentally interrupt him. "Casting?"

"Nei (Yup). Is your family okay with this?" He asks, making me think of my dad and mum, who barely have any interest on K-pop. Well sometimes, my mother would be affected by my brother and me when both of us are crazy-fanning upon K-pop stuffs, especially BTS. "Jaykee?" Again, I think I've used too much time to meditate.

"Oh," I clear my throat before answering, "I have to discuss with my mum first." Then, tiredness hits me like multiple waves as I can't count how many times I've yawn upon Jungkook's phone call already. "I'll call you some day if my parents give me the green light." I add lazily before saying the word 'annyeong'.

"Annyeong, I'll wait for your mating call." Jungkook's excited voice rings out into my poor right ear when I can feel my hair rises. But still, a chuckle leaves my lips when I try to switch the topic.

"Yeah, yeah. Annyeong, good night, sleep tight. Bye." I hang up the phone although Jungkook tries to stop me this time instead. My head shakes when a grin couldn't stop forming on my face. Now that I realise my life is changing ever since he'd found me in the library.

First updated in April 18, 2017.
Last edited in May 23, 2018.