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*RealityBTS #1
*Under major editing, please stop reading after ch 20 because the story would turn out not making sense❗❗
She's a silent student who studies in Reading University Malaysia. When Jungkook becomes a temporary transfer student...
*Jungkook's POV will be available in this chapter. So, enjoy~XD
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Jaykee
"Believe us, you look splendid." No matter how eager the stylists try to reassure me about my looks, I still let my lowering confidence get the best of me. "Call the boys, Sharene. She needs approval." One of them says while the called stylist, Sharene eventually leaves the room with the door shutting behind her.
Not long after, the door is reopened again and three figures appear by the door frame – Sharene, Youngjae and Yugyeom. Both of them have changed their clothes and appearances which turn out to be more refreshing.
Yugyeom's smile turns larger into an excited grin at the sight of me. "Skysky?!" He dashes pass Sharene like a small kid and into the room, hoping to have a closer look on me. Meanwhile, Youngjae prefers to follow slowly with small paces. "You look-"
"Ahhmyzing." The pair of them chant in unison with their hands forming a flower on each side of their cheekbones. Their overloading cuteness makes me giggle.
"You two shall talk to her." Sharene says before ushering the other stylists to leave. Now the three of us are the ones left in this room.
"You two look aweshome too."
"Of courshe we are," Youngjae pipes happily with his a little broken language, making me think of BTS Taehyung at the moment. Eventually, Yugyeom and I burst into laughter as we meet failure in suppressing it. "Yah!" We laugh even harder when Youngjae pouts at us, his wronged expression tells us not to victimize him. The non-contact-lensed brown eyes on his already-makeup face are narrowed when he takes more steps to get nearer to me.
"Woah woah Youngjae-oppa." I try not to panic while calling Youngjae's name but my shaky voice betrays me anyway. "M-mwo hae- (W-what are you do-)?" Before I can even finish my sentence, he's already reached his targeted distance from me and pulls me into his tight embrace.
"I'm going to the toilet." Yugyeom mumbles while taking his steps out of this room. The door shuts with a rather loud clank in which I assume he isn't do it on purpose but nervous. On the other hand, Youngjae is still hugging me. His breath ghosts around the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
"Jeoneun Skyskyssireul johaeyo. Daume ddo bayo (I like you, Skysky. See you again next time)..." His voice is as light as feather. Let alone his goodbye kiss on my forehead.
My heart is screaming and I'm breathless. Yet, no sound can be heard from my shocked face. I feel a pang on my chest when tears are about to flow out of my reddening eyes. We all know better - once the destination is reached, Yugyeom and Youngjae's task would end and the rest of the surprise would be regarding onto my own effort. "We'll meet again, Youngjae-oppa." I breathe before he breaks the embrace.
After heaving out a heavy sigh, Youngjae suddenly asks, "Skysky, do you have Instagram?" Of course, my eyes widen upon the question. This is not fake, because I can see his hand sliding into the pocket of his overcoat and a phone is fished out from it.
