Jungkook's Chattel

Chapter 2

"Lisa, if I hadn't known better, I would've thought you only came with us to Big Hit just to punch Jungkook-ssi right in the jaw," manager eonnie tried to joke around with me.

But I didn't have any of it.

Was it my fault the meeting had to be the same time as my workout schedule?

My manager just literally barged in the gym and I almost landed a hard punch on her face if it weren't for her fortunately dodging it.

I didn't even have time to change because YG sajangnim and Big Hit's CEO were already there waiting for me. I was literally dragged outside with my boxing gloves still on, like kidnapped swiftly by a smooth criminal.

The whole ride was quiet which I could see made my manager eonnie really uncomfortable and worried.

Whenever we were together in the van, I would always be the talkative one if I wasn't on my phone. But in this case, I was neither on my phone nor talking to anyone. It was a new atmosphere, and even I was new to it despite not having any intention to act like I always do.

I was not in the mood.

I haven't been in the mood since that annoying dating scandal said 'hi' to my face last week.

When the van slowed down to a stop, and the tinted windows showed the view of Big Hit's building from the bottom, I knew this was it.

The solution to my problems.

I mean this is the time where things get resolved and everything goes back to normal, right?

Jungkook sunbae and I will have no more ties with our names, I will come clean as a person who isn't dating a bts member, the hate towards me will decrease, and I could talk things with Zelo.

Zelo..

I forgot about talking things with him. He never really chatted me ever since the dating scandal broke out last week.

When this day is over and everything gets cleared, I'm gonna have to meet with him somehow.

My thoughts were interrupted when the van's door slid open as I heard people from the outside screaming.

Wait, people on the outside screaming?

I shifted my attention towards the opening of the van where bodyguards tried to block out the many reporters and fans that tried to get close to me.

The scene shocked me so much that instead of heading out I only gaped at the open view.

What the hell was happening?

Wasn't I here for a private meeting?

Why were there reporters and fans here?

My manager eonnie was the one that lifted me off from my reverie and grapped my wrist as she guided me towards the entrance in where I could breathe normally again after hearing all the voices outside minimalize to soft squeaks.

I have to thank manager eonnie later.

We continued the walk towards an elevator as manager eonnie pressed the button for the 7th floor.

I guess the meeting room's on the 7th of this building?

Everything seemed to go wrong all week and now, here I am to solve all of those problems, finally.

Maybe I was a bit harsh towards the people around me.

My problem's gonna be gone seconds from now and I here I am still sulking like a 5-year old.