*Jungkook POV*
She's such a brat. Oh my gosh.
This is the third day she's been here. I woke up today, and she was just using my computer without my permission, to look at some freaking hospital.
"YOU CANT JUST TAKE SOMEONE's COMPUTER!!" I yell at her, but she simply shrugs.
But am I really surprised? She thinks cause she's some important boss of this 'huge' company, she can just do whatever she wants.
"Oh c'mon Jungkook. I'm not gonna do anything." She answers.
UGHHHHHH. She's sooo.......
I snatch back my computer.
"Sorry. OFF LIMITS. Now go into your freaking room!" I yell. She seems shocked like she's scared of me. For some reason, I feel bad. She slowly walks into her room. And slams the door shut.
Damn it.
Now I feel bad.
I go to her closed door, hesitating to knock on it.
What will she say?
You've never actually talked to girls Kookie...
Mom always said if I met a girl, then to always be nice, and never break their hearts.
But she's different. I've always hated her, and her family. She's stupid. I shouldn't feel bad.
But my good nature says something different.
Groaning, I make a choice.
I knock on her door, and make myself walk in. She's sitting on the bed, looking out he window. I sit next to her. Silent.
She stares out the window dryly. Not a sense of any emotion showing in her eyes or body. No sound comes out of her as she breathes in and out.
I finally say something.
"It's kinda boring in here isn't it?" I say. It's true. She's been looking out the window for who knows how long.
She nods, but doesn't seem to try and say anything.
"What do you want to do then?" I ask suddenly.
I shouldn't care. Why am I even asking?!? My mind screams back.
She shrugs. "Well what did you do for fun when you didn't work in a big huge office?" I ask again.
"That never happens, but when it does, there's nothing. I just look out my window." She says finally.
"Must be bigger than this window." I say laughing, and she chuckles too.
"Yeah. It takes up like the whole wall in my office." She explains.
Wow. I imagine the big window taking that much space in her office. How much of the outside world she could take in simply by hazing through the window.
"I'd sure like to see that." I say, and I mean it too.
"Then maybe you will someday." She says. But we both know that's not true. The boss probably plans to kill her after the money is transferred. She probably figured that out too.
"Do you miss it?" I ask. I'm curious to know more.
She looks away to the wall next to her.
"No.." She says. I frown.
"How the hell could you not miss your huge office and huge house. Gosh Ms. So, you're living room is probably bigger than this whole apartment." I say.
She scoffs. "You wouldn't understand."
My blood seems to boil. "Well of course I wouldn't... I'm not a rich snob like you and your family!" I stand up and I am about to leave when I turn back to her.
She's looking at the window again, and I look away.
I build up some courage for once.
"Hey. Yeon Hwa?" I say.
"Yeah?" She practically whispers.
"I'm... I'm sorry." I say, and leave the room, locking the door closed.
After a few minutes, I hear her soft cries through the thin, broken door.
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My Euphoria
Fanfiction"You're scared of me." Jungkook says. I nod. "I am." I say, and with my shaking hands I pick up a gun next to me. I point it to him. He's a bit taken back at my action, but soon he smirks. He holds his hands up. "Go ahead." That sounds familiar...
