"You're quite cool. I like how sassy you are" Namjoon laughs at me, clapping like a seal while I flip my hair with pride and honor.
Ever since I almost lose conscious and Namjoon attempting to call the police, both of us agreed to remain silent for Jungkook's career and we kind of get along pretty well. We talk about jokes and how short-tempered Jungkook is until I got better.
"But you know Minjie, I can never blame Jungkook for who he is right now." He smiles bitterly. I tilt my head with confusion. He notices my behavior and laughs dryly. "But sad to say, the one who should be telling you about his past is not me. It's him and him alone."
"I guess you're right. We have no position to tell stories whom we don't fully know well." I grit my teeth and clench my hoodie, reminiscing how society stab me in the back when I was young until I was a teen. Until now actually but I usually shrug them off.
"Ya, why are you shaking? Are you seriously fine? A few minutes back then you were having some cold sweats and you won't tell me why and now, you're shaking!" He exclaims. He is worried about me. The first man to be worried besides Marilyn, Emily and my doctor.
"No, I just remember some fragments from my past." I smile fakely. Trying to reassure him that I am alright.
"You know, you two are very similar." He sighs as he make a slight smile across his face and leans his back to the chair until he finds the comfortable spot.
"What do you mean?" I raise an eyebrow while tilting my head, obviously not understanding a thing of what he had said.
"Well, you're quite the sarcastic and he is quite the short-tempered person but I can see clearly both of your and his eyes how broken you two are and I wonder why or should I say, I wonder why you are broken since I already know his side." He studies me while saying that in a soft voice enough for me to hear.
I bitterly laugh and say, "No matter what you do to make that person open up to you, you should stop because she is afraid." I let out a sigh and continue, "Well then, thank you for the accompany. I shall now go out."
I open the door and stretch as soon as I step outside. My muscles seems to go numb because of hours sitting which is not like me. I like to go outside and explore the world since I have a very limited time. I am about to walk away but Namjoon stops me.
"Ya, if I were not to make someone open up, what should I do then?" He stresses out.
"Comfort." I said without looking at him. "Instead of giving them human needs to comfort them, they want human comfort. To share their problems, happiness and other emotions." I smile slightly knowing this is what I need these days.
"But aren't they the same? Comfort can also make someone open up to you." He said in confusion as I laugh because how empty-headed he is.
"No, they are not. Sincerity. That's what makes them different. You see, you want them to open up because you are curious about their background while comfort is being sincere. You want them to feel better." I look at him and suddenly, I notice how he clenches his fist so hard that it trembles.
"Not that I mind but I guess you didn't comfort Jungkook huh? Instead, you make him open up to you. Guess that's your biggest mistake as a manager." I wink, teasing at him.
"Ya! That's not very nice. Stupid idiot." He scoffs and hisses at me.
"But this stupid idiot just lecture you." I stick my tongue out and laugh as soon as his eyes widens and shut the van's door.
I look at the sky and notices the snowflakes. Guess this is the first night of winter huh? And again, I'm all alone in this cruel world.
I decide to make a tour in this film set. I mean, this is just once in a life time. I'm surprise how they make this stone houses in a short amount of time despite how detailed it is. I was about to touch it but someone stops me by holding my wrist.
"This set is not yours. Don't touch anything when you are worthless in this set. You are not an actress, director, producer, designer, nor a staff." He rolls his eyes. I stare at him blankly. Not because of the harsh words he spits, but because of the fact how lucky am I that I meet him like this.
"What?" He said as he releases my wrist softly. I look at the ground and closes my eyes as I exhale.
"Nothing. Just nothing." I said blankly and look at him. "Anyway, did you take your medicines?" I smile sweetly at him despite the mask covering it.
"What are you thinking Minjie? You don't even drink your medicines." I thought and scoffs when I agree that I am worthless just like what Jungkook have said.
Humans are so fragile. Some are strong but that is just some. Many humans wanted to be like them where they can shrug their worries off, be contented and most importantly, be healthy.
"Yeah..." he simply said but my eyes twinkle and he must've notice it as he says, "but I didn't use yours. I use the one that manager gave me." He scoffs.
"I was just teasing though. Why are getting so defensive?" I smirk knowing he took mine and not Namjoon's bag of medicine. Guess I won this time.
"This is getting stupid." He said, getting annoyed and walks out. I giggle as soon as I heard the staffs calling him by his name when he was about to continue his lines.
I watch his every move because this will be the last time I can see, talk and annoy him personally. Jungkook talks to a staff and suddenly points at me with seriousness. With that, the staff hurries and walk straight to me.
"Excuse me, we will be using you as a double since our main actress is still not here. We don't want to be delayed and Jungkook also recommend you to me." She said with all respect.
My eyes widen as my finger points at myself. The staff nods and I look at Jungkook. He sticks his tongue out while I throw some punches in the air making the staff looks at me weirdly.
"Sorry." I laugh awkwardly.
"That piece of shit." I glare at him.
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