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walking into school with her eyes shot open as she had a nightmare. in the nightmare, she jumped down a building.

she looked around and found herself at an unfamiliar room. it was grey and white. it was also very neat.

as she was looking around, the door opened, revealing jungkook wearing a white shirt with a black apron.

"oh you are awake?" he asked

"you fell asleep yesterday and i didn't know where you stayed so i brought you back to my place. you should go change and come down the clothes are in the bathroom."

her eyes shot open as she had a nightmare. in the nightmare, she jumped down a building.

she looked around and found herself at an unfamiliar room. it was grey and white. it was also very neat.

as she was looking around, the door opened, revealing jungkook wearing a white shirt with a black apron.

"oh you are awake?" he asked

"you fell asleep yesterday and i didn't know where you stayed so i brought you back to my place. you should go change and come down the clothes are in the bathroom." he continued

she nodded and he walked out the room closing the door.

she walked to the bathroom and changed into the clothes. she was wearing an oversized white shirt with as black tiny shorts. as she was looking down, she saw a bandage on a knee.

she walked down and saw jungkook placing the plates on the table.

"come and eat" he gestured her to sit down. she saw a plate with bacon, egg and pancake. and those were the things she had not eaten for years. especially home-cooked food.

she sat down and started stuffing all the food inside her mouth. at that rate, she finished it very fast.

"thank you for yesterday." she said softly. he looked at her and shook his head.

"it's fine" he said as he smiled.

it was weird seeing him so kind and helpful suddenly and she was confused. she definitely like the current jeon jungkook but was just not used to it.

she bid goodbye and walked back to her apartment.

'i guess people change?'
she thought.

bright smile thinking today would be great. but how wrong could she be.

when she opened her locker, expecting something to drop onto her head but nothing.

everyone was surprisingly abnormal today. no one gossiping about her. no one glaring at her. and most importantly, no jeon jungkook. she was surprised. he would always come to school early to bully her but not today.

'today will turn out great for once'
she smiled at the thought of it.

as soon as she stepped into the classroom, everyone was seated down at their seats. even jungkook who would always run around the classroom or usually disturbing her.

once she sat down, she landed on the floor and her head knocked against the table. she touched her head due to the excruciating pain and saw blood.

"that's too funny!"
"did you see that?"
"she fell for it! she's so dumb"
"i'm so gonna post that video on my insta! it will be a hit!"

she looked around hoping for that  someone to help her up or tell everyone to shut up but nothing.

only laughters.

she hoped that he would come and save me but she guessed it was all a dream.

only when she sleep she live in dreams but when she's not, she's living in a nightmare.

"jungkook-ah you did great that was so funny it could be the joke of the year!" one of his friends laughed contagiously while showing the rest the video.

it was him.

slowly crushing her into pieces.

she glared at him and walked towards him while blood was trickling down her head.

"i trusted you" trying to stop the tears from escaping her eyes.

"that's what you said when you confessed to me in 8th grade and you went like 'hey jungkook you are cute and i like you' and i was like 'ew go away', remember that?' he said while laughing loudly.

everyone recorded it down and bursted out into laughter.

she couldn't take it anymore. she was suffocating.

she learnt that words cut deeper than actions and his words made her heart shatter.

she ran out of the classroom and to the rooftop, the only place she can be in.

'did i go too far?'
he thought after seeing her run out.

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