Stranger

Chapter 2

Sarang turned to look at Yeon
"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked angrily.
Before the other girl could respond, the brunette was already on her way to leave the airport. Jungkook ran after her.
"What do you want, Jeon Jungkook? It's over."
Jungkook grabbed her arm.
"Sarang, we have to talk" the raven haired boy said.
"There's nothing left to say."
She freed her arm from his grip and went to the exit. Jungkook looked at the ground guiltily.
Namjoon, who was still glaring at Yeon, went after Sarang.
"Let's go?"

He was supposed to stay at a hotel, but he claimed that he had lost his wallet.
He asked if he could stay with Sarang for now, and she accepted. They took a cab and went to her apartment.

Back at the airport, Yeon aproached Jungkook. She patted his back and comforted him.

She offered to drive him home.
In the car she tried to initiate a conversation, but he didn't seem to listen.
He was looking through the window the entire time.
When the younger saw that there was no point in trying, she gave up. Instead her mind went back to what happened at the airport. She was sure that she had seen that face before, but she couldn't quite place it. The name sounded familiar too, what was it again? Namjoon? If she had heard the lastname too she might have remembered him. She was brought back from her thoughts when she realized that they were in front of Jungkook's place. She had dropped him off and waved at him, and told him to cheer up.
He waved back and smiled weakly. As soon as she left his smile dropped.
He looked at his house sadly.

Flashback

5 years old Kookie was outside playing with his new robot toy that he liked a lot. Suddenly his brother took it from his hands and threw it down angrily, breaking it's arm and then he left poor, confused Kookie to cry silently. Their mother came to the crying child. "Apologize to your brother! Right now!" "No!" he yelled "Why won't you buy me nice toys like his? Why does he get to sit on my favorite spot? Why won't you read me bedtime stories? Why won't you take me to park to play? Why does he always get what he wants? I'M YOUR CHILD TOO!" He ran away, tears rolling down his cheeks.
Little Kookie reached out his small hand towards his brother. "Hyung, wait!" His mother grabbed his hand. "Let's go inside." He complied, but he looked back at the direction his hyung ran at.

End of flashback

He walked in and dropped his luggage on the floor carelessly.
At that moment, Hoseok came out of the kitchen holding a steaming cup.
"Well, look who decided to come back. Welcome back, my dear little brother." he sneered.
"Please leave me alone hyung, I'm not in mood for this."
As soon as he got to his room he fell on his bed and cried himself to sleep.

Meanwhile, Sarang drove Namjoon to her apartment. She showed him around and lead him to the room he'd stay in.
She went to her room to leave her bag.
Namjoon was looking around when a particular framed picture caught his attention. He picked it up. It was Sarang's and Yeon's family photo. Seeing it made him remember that incident.

Flashback

Sarang and Yeon were walking around the town, eating street food and laughing. The happy atmosphere was ruined when right in front of them a speeding car crashed into the other. The former was, luckily, barely scracthed (?), while the latter was a complete wreck. Panicking, the girls stood there in shock, as well as few more passers-by that happened to be there at the moment. Some of them called the ambulance. Two men suddenly came out of the first car. They were injured, but nothing too serious. Unbeknownst to them, somebody called the police as well, so they were slightly surprised when they saw the red and blue lights getting closer. They pulled the only two actual witnesses - Sarang and Yeon - away from the crowd a bit, treathening to kill them if they said anything. They were scared to see the guns the men were holding, so they just nodded their heads, completely terrified.

In the court the two witnesses said that they hadn't seen anything.

End of flashback

Seeing the smiling faces made him so angry that the threw the picture to the floor, the frame that held it shattered to tiny pieces. When she heard the noise, Sarang ran to him.
"What happened?" she asked.
"Ah, I'm so sorry about that. I've accidentally dropped it. Gosh, I'm so clumsy sometimes. I'm really sorry" he 'apologised'.
"It's ok, don't worry, I'll just clean the mess" she said.
Just as she was cleaning, her parents came back from grocery shopping. Sarang introduced them to Namjoon and vice versa. Her mom then said that she'll prepare the dinner and that she needed help. Sarang had finished the cleaning and joined her mother in the kitchen, leaving the blonde man to smirk to himself.

The following day, everyone was gathered in the studio - Yeon, Seokjin, Hoseok, Jungkook, Taehyung and Jimin. They were chatting about this and that, like what will Sarang's and Taehyung's assistent be like, or when will Hoseok drop his mixtape already!

The chitchat was interrupted by the sound of the door being opened. Six heads turned to look at the new face in the room. Sarang smiled at them.
"Everyone, this is my and Taehyung's assistant."
Namjoon looked around, and spotting Yeon again, he looked at her with the look of pure hatred. It was too familiar to her by now.

Flashback

They stood at the entrance of the courtroom. Namjoon looked at Yeon bitterly.
"I will make you pay for what you've done. Mark my words." He spat.
Giving her one last glare, he then ran away. Yeon was left standing there, puzzled.

End of flashback

Back then she had no clue what he meant by that. She did nothing wrong, right? But seeing him now, dressed formally, just as he was back then, she remembered.

Flashback

All that had happened in the accident had been seen by another pair of the eyes. It was the guy in the other car, who had just barely survived, while the passengers - his parents - were not of the same luck.

His name was read at the court.
"Please stand up,--"

End of flashback

Yeon stuttered "... Kim Namjoon-ssi..."

                   To be Continued....