Sorry about earlier. If you could delete those messages
and my number
that would be great
Mina:
Okay, so who are you?
Unknown:
You don't know?
Mina:
I know who you aren't
Unknown:
And who is that?
Mina:
Jeon Jungkook
Unknown:
Dam.. guess I gotta get my birth certificate changed then
Mina:
Real funny. Now cut it out before I post your number online and let thousands of fan girls text you and start blowing up your phone only to get disappointed because there is no way Jungkook would be dumb enough to send pictures of himself to a random number and expose himself like that. K? K.
Unknown:
I'm not dumb!
It was a mistake!
And don't go posting my number!
Mina:
Either tell me who you really are or I'll be more than happy to post your number :)
Unknown:
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Mina:
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Unknown:
Saving that
Thanks
Mina:
Whatever. If you're just going to lie then stop texting me.
Unknown:
Swear you won't post my number online then?
Mina:
I'm going to block you.
Unknown:
Okay??
But do you swear? Because I will get into so much trouble!
Mina:
What does it matter? You're not Jungkook!
Unknown:
You know what.. one second
Unknown would like to FaceTime
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Call ended
Unknown changed to Jungkook
Mina didn't just toss the phone, she threw it. She hit the red button the moment Jungkook's face appeared on her screen. He sounded like he was trying to say hi. She hadn't even let him get the word out. Her face started to grow red. This wasn't supposed to happen. Not to her. She wasn't the type of girl that this happened to.
Her bare feet brushed across the thin carpet of her dorm room floor as she paced. Her eyes flicked towards the bare walls but she shook her head. The lack of sleep was catching up to her. That's clearly what this was. Too many cups of coffee and not enough sleep. Maybe that angry barista had poisoned her and this was all a vivid hallucination. It could happen. It made more sense than the reality that she had just accepted a Facetime call from an idol she had practically been in love with for three years.
Mina slowly sank down to the floor against her bed. She had threatened him. She had threatened Jeon Jungkook, Kookie, The Golden Maknae of BTS and he had still called her. That was it. She was going to have to sell a kidney on the black market and use the money to change her name and move to another country. That was the only logical solution. She wrung her hands out as she tried to catch her breath.
"Just breathe, Mina, you're okay," she said to herself quietly. Over and over she repeated the mantra. "It's all going to be okay. People live with one kidney all the time. You have options."
Her eyes settled on the phone across the room. The screen didn't look cracked from there but the devil device was thankfully out of her reach. She didn't trust herself to pick it up just yet. It was tainted with him. She narrowed her eyes slowly. What could she have possibly done in her past lives to piss karma off this badly at her?
"I must have cursed a nun," she muttered to herself before shaking her head. There was no use in the glaring. She'd just end up with a headache if she wasn't careful.
