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a/n: sorry... yeah. turu rurun, tururun sorry, yeah.

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Jungkook's mind is full of very confused questions as he drove, following his boss' car which leads him to Justin's penthouse. They're now in the part wherein the streets are dead silent and the lights are all turned off from the shops, making the lamp posts the only light for the whole way.

He can't remove the antsy feeling because of his fucking nose that can smell literally everything even when it's afar. And even his eyes, what the fuck is wrong with his eyes?

He tried to look at his surroundings and even when he's staring at the dark parts, he can clearly see everything like it is some type of camera that has a night vision.

Everything is starting to get weird.

What is happening to him?

It all happened when he entered the restaurant. Maybe the restaurant is cursed? But why does it look like he is the only one feeling this way?

He tries to recall what things he have done or food he had eaten. Or maybe it's because he worked too much and this made his eyes... become too abnormal for a human? But his smelling sense is weird too, so it's definitely not because of the laptop.

Maybe it's his cousin's watermelon? But why would a watermelon shake can turn him into this? And he's been drinking a watermelon shake from his hyung for a long time already, so no.

He keeps on trying to remember things when some voice suddenly pops out of his head.

"You will pay for this, kid."

Jungkook suddenly hits the break hard, making the car abruptly stop. Thankfully, he had his seatbelt on or else, his head would've been bleeding at the moment.

No, it is fucking impossible. But in his mind, it screams hell yes, it is.

It can't be. What if the creepy old lady did this to him? He knows she's the only one he can blame right now.

What if the old lady is a witch?

What if she cursed me because of what I told her?

What did she do to me? Am I going to be a flywood for the rest of my life? A rock? A goddamn ketchup?

He suddenly remembered what he's feeling right now.

What if the side effects are now occuring?

What the fuck, is she turning me into an anima—

Suddenly, his phone rings at the passenger seat. And because of the instinct, he hissed.

He jumps and presses his body on the side, making him hunch forward. His feet on the seat, legs folded and his other hand supporting his upper body resting on the seat itself, while his other hand is positioned infront of his face, in a way like he's going to scratch something.

After seconds of realizing his position, he widened his eyes out of fear. Why the fuck am I sitting like this?

The phone continues to ring. Jungkook, still in daze, changes his position back to normal and answers the phone call. "H-Hello?"

"Hey Jungkook, what's wrong?" the voice in the other line said, which is Justin.

"Uhm, I'm fine..." he mumbled, his eyes still wide and beats of sweat starting to form in his forehead and palms sweating because of nervousness.

"Are you sure? Why did your car stopped?" Jungkook noticed that his boss' car also stopped in front of his own, not so far away from him.

"No, I'm okay, It's just... nothing."

"Jungkook." Justin's voice becomes serious. "You've been acting weird. Specially when you entered the restaurant, are you not happy? Are you only forced to do this because I'm your boss?"

He panicked. "W-What? No, ofcourse not! I'm just... thinking a lot lately, I'm sorry." he won't let this opportunity go to waste, especially if he can already sense that his boss is taking interest in him.

If he gives Justin what he wants, everything might change.

He'll do everything just to make Justin like him. Because it means a higher position, a lot more income.

If he gets promoted as his secretary, then everything will turn out nicer, he'll seduce him and do whatever it takes to make him fall for him, just for the money.

Yes. This is how selfish Jungkook is, using other people for his own satisfaction. Or maybe, this is what his plan all along, to work and strive hard and get what he wants, to make his boss get whipped for him and lure him to buy everything he wants, because he's a fucking gold digger.

And he won't let all of his hard works thrown into a waste, because he's getting nearer to achieve what he aims for.

He heard Justin sighed. "No, don't force yourself into this. It's okay Jungkook, I understand." he can clearly hear his voice shaking.

Jungkook gasped. " No! It's not way you think—"

"It's clearly fine! You can head home now. Please don't follow me."

"Justin! Let me explain!" he already heard the beeping sound that indicates the call has been ended.

Jungkook becomes mad as he throws the phone in his passenger seat hard. "Fuck! This is all the old hag's fault!"

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