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Hok and Hyuk was dispatched to the countryside for easier and faster investigation while Ha Rim is frequent on t.v shows, performing everything she practiced and what they thought her.

Three weeks of being swarmed by cameras, Ha Rim was living Han-na more than herself. She watched scenes unfold before her eyes and unable to do something about it.

She was on her break back in the agency when Jungkook saw her mindlessly walking along the hallway.

He watched her smile and giggle when other people greet her on their way. It was too sugary for him. Too fake.

"You look creepy" Jungkook said under his breath when Ha Rim got close to his spot. But his words never register in her head and she continue to walk.

"Hey" he pulled her wrist and came to face Han-na. The bright and refined girl she's been showing to other people but Jungkook repelled at the sight.

Ha Rim was emotionless and pale. It wasn't her.

"Ha Rim" he called as if to wake her up from sleeping too much. He shook her shoulders  while waiting for a response. A curse or an insult would ease his worries right now but instead he heard her say "Oh"

Jungkook's face register in her mind and once she get conscious with their distance, she pushed him away and left.

He followed her until they get to her dressing room. Jungkook locked the door when they were both inside before calling her name again.

"Sir, I've got a schedule in 20 minutes. Is there something you want to talk about? I can be a good listener" Ha Rim recited as she sat on the couch without glancing over Jungkook.

"You're scaring me" he whispered and thought of something to spark Ha Rim. Something that will make her mad like her old self.

After picking up a lipstick on the table, he sat in front of her and started drawing lines across her face. It was clumsy and childish that Jungkook fell on the floor while laughing his heart out.

His voice reached Ha Rim's ear. She looked at him with concern. "Jeon Jungkook, are you okay?"

"Face...It's! I can't" He struggled with each word and Ha Rim understood him when she saw her face in the mirror.

"YOU SOUTH KOREAN PIGSMILL!!" she threw puches on his legs and arm. "Ow! Wait! Stop it!" Jungkook wants to yield but he can't stop laughing as the red lines on Ha Rim's face emphasize her anger.

He put his weight over her when he got a chance. Jungkook knew her punches would leave bruises and marks if he don't stop her at that point. He trapped her legs and her wrist on her sides firmly.

It's a defense he learned from Hyuk but he never thought he would use it against Ha Rim.

"Let go!" she commanded and tried to free her wrist. "Hey, you keep punching me first." he defended and didn't budge at her threatenibg stare.

"You piece of dirt! How dare you mock me with paint on my face!" She spit with her accent thick on every word and that, that made him relieved. She's Ha Rim.

Jungkook stood up and held out his hand. "You were walking like zombie a minute before now you're back" he smiled.

Ha Rim rolled her eyes and slap his hand away. "I didn't need your help" she stood up and walk in front of her make-up table and Jungkook gave her a packet of wet tissue as an apology.

He watch her remove the stain on her face until Jungkook asked "Do you like living as Han-na?"

She stopped on wiping her face and put down her hands on table. A sigh escaped her mouth before getting the courage to say it honestly, "I did. I imagined my Father and I living somewhere in the country, farming. It's so simple to be her. It's so peaceful to be Han-na"

"Yi Ha Rim" Jungkook called her name. For the first time, it felt strange for her. She felt his disappointment and authority.

She met his eyes and felt ashamed of her own words. "I want my Father to smile like normal people do. No worry about war and goverment issues. I want the both of us to die peacefully" her eyes pooled with tears.

"And knowing it won't ever happen, I drowned myself with illusion of being Han-na"

Jungkook saw it for the first time. Her tears, her weakness; her true self. His body reacted without hesitation. His warmth made her cry without anything on her mind.

His embrace reminded her that it's okay to be hurt and to be in pain. It comforted her heart more than anything at that moment.

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