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Chapter 13:

I walked into the building hesitantly.

I saw the staff member from yesterday and I made my way to her.

"What do you want?" She rudely asked and had a evil smirk.

I gasped.

You did it on purpose!

"And?"

I wanted to slap her.

"Just because you're all pretty and whatever, doesn't mean you can flirt with every hot guy now. You can't even talk for god's sake! The boys are popular, why do you think they'd pick a girl without a voice out of a million other girls? Make that over 5 million. There will always be someone more beautiful than you. That actually has a voice. You never had a chance." She said angrily, but when she saw my expression, she smirked and left.

I felt weird.

Not hurt.

Weird.

I didn't have feelings for them.

I convinced myself that she was just jealous. But what she said bothered me the whole day.

I walked into the practice room. I had already prepared them their lunches like last time, so I quietly and quickly set them on a nearby table and left. It had a note apologizing an explaining what had happened.

I went back to the office with a bad feeling.

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"Ah I'm hun-" Jimin paused when he saw the prettily-wrapped lunches on the table.

"She made lunches." Jungkook said quietly.

"There's a note too." Yoongi said picking it up. "'I'm sorry I left without telling. The staff had promised she'd tell you. But I guess she lied."'

"Why." Jimin said sighing.

They all sat down to eat and felt bad for thinking bad, even if it was only a little, of Hyejin.

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I wanted to make my mom happy and comfortable.

She still had a job and worked, although I wished she was retired. She was often tired, but she made time for me nonetheless. I wanted to buy her a big house and she could quit her job with comfort knowing everything was paid for.

She'd take vacations in the Bahamas or Hawaii with me...

I sighed.

That wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

"Hello is this the daughter of Soon Lee?" A worried voice said over the phone.

It... was from the hospital.

I didn't know what to do. I couldn't speak.

He kept saying hello, until I exited out of the phone call but it was still on, and I texted the number.

"Ms. Hyejin. I suggest that you come immediately. Your mother collapsed while working." The doctor texted a voice message.