𝐩𝐚𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫┊ˡⁱˢᵏᵒᵒᵏ

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i'll inform you guys in advanced that there will be changes of pov in this chapter, so i hope you won't confuse yourselves

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3RD PERSON.

lisa kicked her blanket continuously as she couldn't stop thinking about the events that had happened the night before.

her heart couldn't stop pounding really fast everytime she remembers how jungkook gave her medicines, fed her, and took care of her when she was sick.

well yes, she had already admitted to herself that she likes him, but she isn't dumb enough to know that he's only playing with him. she had already figured that out since the time jungkook went up to her and asked her to be his "girlfriend".

i mean, why would a rich guy like him approach a pauper in the first place?

lisa wanted to leave immediately before letting herself fall in love with that "dangerous" guy. her brain tells her to do so, but her heart says the opposite.

perhaps she doesn't want to leave him, she doesn't want to leave the only person that makes her happy everytime.

the truth about jungkook playing with lisa might hurt, but she wanted to believe that he might actually had fallen in love with her, because at least just for once, she felt loved.

JUNGKOOK.

i've been walking back and forth in front of lisa's room for about 30 minutes, thinking if i'd ask her on a date or not.

almost a month has passed since i had her as my so-called girlfriend, yet we still haven't went on a proper date yet.

i have thought maybe this is a good time to go on a date with her and forget what had happened on school before.

but i'm worried, what if she doesn't like to go on a date?

oh well, i guess you'll never know unless you try.

okay jeon jungkook, breathe in, breathe out. there's nothing to be afraid of. just open the door and ask her if she wants to go on a date or not. easy right? not really.

i'm going to knock in three, two, o—

"j-jungkook! what are you doing in front of my room?" she popped out of the door and asked.

that was surprising.

"u-uhm..." i hesitated as i started to fidget.

"i was thinking if i should or if i should not ask you out on a date. i mean, you know, we're already a couple and it's normal for couples to go on dates. if we wouldn't go on a date then we wouldn't be—"

"sure!" she shouted cheerfully, cutting off my sentence.

did i hear it right?

did she just agree to go out on a date?

i'm not dreaming, am i?

i was awoken from my frozen state when i suddenly pinched my arm to check if this is reality or not.

and damn, i really am not dreaming.