Yoo Ra's POV
I saw a car. An electric blue car that sped towards me. I stood there, frozen. It was like death coming towards me. Again.
As it inched forward, I thought that I was never going to return to this beautiful planet again. I shut my eyes, terrified. I saw darkness that seemed so scary and cruel all of a sudden. It seemed like when I opened my eyes once again, I would not be able to see any beauty or colour left in this world. It seemed like all I could see if I were to open my eyes would just be the colour black. Black that represented a thousand things - from villainism to death. Death. What a painful and demanding thing. It came to me again.
And then suddenly I felt a hand grab me from behind. I spun around and collapsed to the rough and hard ground. It felt to me like death was the one pulling me through the holes of the earth and way back to hell. It felt like it was death that had pulled me. I felt scared. Terrified.
But as every moment passed, I didn't fall through. I remained on the ground, the soil, the roots of the earth. I opened my eyes and I saw an angel. An angel that had just saved me from death, an angel who granted me my wish to see the beautiful world once again. And that angel seemed familiar, it felt so strange. It was as if I was brought back to the past when that boy saved me from the gushing waves. I wanted to die so badly, but yet I knew I was meant to live on. And I did.
That angelic face looked at me, and he whispered, "Don't die. Stay." I couldn't see him when he said that, and I knew I was unconscious. It was like I was on my pathway to meet death but I resisted because of that voice. It was the first time in a long time that someone wanted me to stay. To be with him. To survive.
Everything came back to normal and I recognised Jungkook, whose face was centimetres away from me, staring into my eyes. It felt so magical. It was like the most beautiful moment of my life. It felt as if we were bound to meet.
I quickly shook it off and stood up. I was embarrassing myself once again. He did so too, and I could tell that I had made him feel uncomfortable.
"Are you okay?" he asked caringly. I looked away and I felt my face turn even paler.
"I-I'm fine," I stuttered. "Thank you."
"Do you need me to bring you to the hospital for a check?"
"No... I-I'm fine. Really. I guess I was just shocked and t-terrified."
He then stroked my hair with his soft and big palms. I felt my cheeks burning up and he realised that he was making me feel embarrassed, too. He quickly removed his hands from my head and looked away. My heart beat faster and faster and I thought I was going to have a heart attack if I kept on looking at him.
"Here. This is your phone," he said, passing me my phone. "You left it at the fansign."
"Oh... gomawo," I said, trying to avoid any eye contact as much as possible.
"Well I guess I need to return. Please be careful, all right?" he said, gingerly placing his warm hands on my shoulders. It felt like he was sunshine.
"Ne, don't worry."
He turned around and walked back to the room. I felt my heart palpitating faster and faster. Before I knew it, I took off to him. I wrapped my two arms around his firm waist and leaned my head against his back. What on earth was I doing?
"Jinja gomawoyo, Jungkook oppa," I said and remained in that position although I was extremely embarrassed by my actions. What I did just came out naturally, and I wanted that moment to last forever.
I then removed my hands and ran off, not wanting to see his flushed face after what I had done. I felt a pair of eyes watching me from behind, causing my face to turn redder and redder.
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I went back to my room after eating a leftover of a half-eaten sandwich I had eaten for breakfast. I was so tired after that near-to-death experience and didn't really want to do anything but have a good rest. I decided to call Ji Yeon and talk about it.
"So you're telling me, Jeon Jungkook from Bangtan Sonyeondan pulled you in his heroic manner and then collapsed with you onto the ground and your faces were almost touching," Ji Yeon said calmly and I knew she was just trying to resist her raging hormones. After all, she was an army, too.
"Look, I know it sounds unconvincing but it's true-"
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?!?!?" Ji Yeon screamed into the phone. I flinched as she continued, "WHY DOES HE SOUND LIKE PRINCE CHARMING?!?!?"
I laughed at her fangirling. "Did I tell you that he stroked my hair and I back-hugged him?"
"No you did not," Ji Yeon whispered. I let out a small chuckle. "Omg Park Yoo Ra, YOU DID NOT !!!!!!"
"Well, I did," I smirked and kicked my feet into the air. "It felt so strange though. He's like my idol but I had a chance to interact with him so personally." I expected her to reply but all I could hear were screams and squeals.
"I'm hanging up to let you think about what happened between the both of us," I said with a grin and the last thing I heard was her squeal before I ended the call.
Really, what a hectic day.
Just then, I received a text from an unknown number. I thought it was spam and was about to delete it, but for curiosity's sake, I read it.
Unknown number: Park Yoo Ra-sshi, are you feeling better now?
Who is this? Is he or she a stalker?
Me: Who are you?
Unknown number: Take a guess.
I racked my brain but still could not think of any answer.
Me: I don't know... are you a stalker?
Unknown number: I'm someone you just met today, the person who saved you.
I stopped for a moment and thought about what he said. The person who saved me?
Wait.
Isn't that...
Jungkook??!!
Then I looked down and saw another message from him.
Unknown number: That's right, I'm Jungkook.
I gulped.
Me: How did you get my number?
Jungkook: Well, if you want to know the answer to your questions, you must do as I say.
Me: Do what?
Jungkook: Go on a date with me.
A DATE?!??!
Me: What?
Jungkook: Tomorrow, 2 pm. Text me your address. I'll pick you up.
I felt my face getting hotter and I squealed continuously, hopping around every corner of my room. My idol, Jeon Jungkook, is bringing me for a date???? A date?!?!
I calmed myself down and said, "Park Yoo Ra. Calm the hell down. You can't screw up tomorrow. You can't."
I smiled again and covered my face in between the sheets.
