Your Past is My Future ✓

➻Twenty-seven

"Aw, I get a farewell party?" Kiri smirked her usual hateful smirk.

But for once, I smirked back. "Oh yes, we'll be blowing kisses good bye to you happily."

The members and I all stood in Kiri's room as she finished packing her bags. The studio wasn't even waiting until they got back to Korea. They'd bought her the soonest, cheapest plane ticket back to Korea.

Kiri scoffed. "I've always hated you. The moment I set my gaze on you, Ryu-ssi."

"I had no idea," I replied sarcastically.

"So, now that I've lost my job and now getting summoned to court, I'd like to know who the hell you really are," Kiri lifted her chin a little as she zipped up her luggage.

"You won't believe it," I leaned forward a little. "I'm a time traveller." I winked.

Kiri choked a little. "Liar."

"I told you, you wouldn't believe it," I tossed my head.

"You guys seriously have taken her under your wing?" Kiri asked disbelieving to the members.

They all exchanged glances and shrugged to each other.

I became serious again. "Now I want to know a truth, Kiri." I crossed my arms. "Do you have any regrets from this past month?"

Kiri sneered a little. "Only that Jin and I's dating period lasted for only five days. I should've asked longer."

"You really have no other regrets?" Jungkook asked softly.

Kiri's sneer faded. She looked like a young, vulnerable girl. If it had been in any other situation, I would've snorted at the facial expression. But something did seem to ring true about the, not exactly sadness but more somber expression, upon her face.

"I've worked with you all for about three months. You know what my dad said when I said I got hired with BigHit?" Kiri placed a hand on her fist. "I wouldn't last a year. He was right," she gave a bitter laugh. "My father's never supported anything I've ever done. I was his illegitimate daughter. He said I had too much of my mother's rashness and just wanted me out of the house. I've only known coldness and hate all my life. I hated men, and I was so sure I would never develop feelings for any of you."

No one said a word. Kiri placed her luggage on the ground.

"But I was wrong. You were all so kind and sweet. Always laughing, supporting each other, loving each other. I got pissed at first, thinking of how fake you all were. And then the accident with Jin happened." Kiri's gaze settled on Jin. "When Jungkook was about to fall into that hole in the stage. Jin oppa, you grabbed him at the last minute and as a result, you were the one who fell in and hurt your legs so badly. I then realized how wrong I was of all of you. And then I began to fall in love with you Jin oppa. I didn't want to."

Jin's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed.

"Like I said, I never did anything to show or give away my feelings," Kiri continued. "I wanted to prove my jackass of a father wrong. To show that I could be successful in life. And then you came in Ryu-ssi."

I met Kiri's gaze. Kiri's eyes were dark and frigid, but her voice was shaking a little as she tried to keep up her cool façade. "You reminded me so much of my fucking stepmother. My stepmother acted so innocent and helpless, but in reality she was an absolute bitch. My father, of course, fell for it and then it was my stepmother that manipulated my father to hate me more than he already did. And then my stepmom got pregnant when I just turned seventeen, I'm not even exaggerating when my father kicked me out of the house."

I couldn't hold Kiri's gaze and looked away.

"I thought you were going to do that Ryu-ssi," Kiri gave a cold, bitter laugh. "Act all innocent to the guys and then turn out to be an evil witch to get me out of the studio. And in a sense you did. You never were an actual bitch to me, but because of you, I'm getting kicked out again."

Silence.

Absolute silence.

It was Namjoon who finally broke it after a few minutes. "Why did you never tell anyone this?" He asked softly.

Kiri rolled her eyes. "I was your stylist. Not your sugar girl who dumped all her life problems on you."

"Where will you go after this?" Jungkook asked.

Kiri shrugged. "I'll rent my own apartment. With the money I've gotten in these two months, it should support me for a bit until I find another job."

"I can talk to the staff to help-" Namjoon began.

"Don't!" Kiri's sharp word cut through Namjoon's words. She cleared her throat and, softer, repeated it. "Don't. Please."

"Kiri," Hoseok said hesitantly.

Kiri forced a thin smile. "Well. This is the last good bye. When I head out of the room, I don't want anyone to follow me to the van. I want to go once and for all, by myself. Ah, and Abby. If you want to blow a kiss farewell, aim for my ass okay?" Kiri tossed her head one last time.

She began to walk out of the room, rolling her luggage behind her. She paused and then turned to face the boys one last time. "Your names are being cleaned now. Don't worry, any more rumors because of me, then I shall take the blame thoroughly. I am also taking responsibility of the photo of the paparazzi photo of Abby slapping Jin oppa. I'm telling the media I partnered up with the paparazzi and that I tipped them where the BTS members were."

The members and I all gazed at Kiri in the doorway.

"Good bye Bangtan."

And with that, Kiri walked out of the room.