Eternal || Jeon Jungkook

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• Eun-Ji's POV •

~flashback~

"Oh my God, you're such a loser." The girl was almost howling as she made fun of me, throwing on me the content of an actual trash can. "You look like a trash can, sweetheart."

I entered the school and as usual, people were bullying me. 

I didn't know the reason why; maybe I was an easy target.

Jungkook didn't know about that, I chose to keep my mouth shut; fearing the consequences and never wanted to bother him. 

He had enough problems without me and complaining to him about school life would just make it worse.

What I didn't know is that he had known about the situation.

"I don't know why Jungkook-ah hangs out with you. You are not pretty." Her words hurt me but I didn't say anything back. 

I couldn't. 

She was right; I was nowhere pretty compared to her, compared to anyone from our class. 

The sole reason Jungkook had befriended me was that we had been living close to each other, nothing else; I thought. 

I kept thinking about it, negative thoughts invading my mind, returning again and again.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HER?" I heard Jungkook's roar and my bullies got pale when they heard him. "Leave her ALONE!"

Jungkook was an easy-going kid but people were scared of him as he was strong and an amazing athlete. 

No one dared anger him; they knew they would be doomed. 

But my bullies thought he would never find out; they told me if I had spilt the beans, my life would have been more miserable.

Everybody ran away immediately, they did leave me alone, dirt all over me.

I heard my saviour sighing and he didn't hesitate to help me getting rid of the litter.

"Eun-Ji... why didn't you tell me about that?" His eyes were filled with disappointment.

I chose not to answer, but he couldn't endure my silence.

"I knew it. I was waiting for you to tell me."

That caught me off guard; my breath hitched.

How?

How did he know?

I had always been careful.

"I'm not mad, I just... I wanted you to tell me. You know, you can trust me."

I nodded and he suddenly enveloped me in a bone crushing hug.

"You can tell me anything, Eun-Ji."

My fourteen-year-old self started sobbing and I couldn't stop my tears from falling on Jungkook's white T-shirt; he rubbed my back with his warm hands, comforting me.

"Keep your head up, Princess, otherwise your crown will fall off."