28 Days | Jungkook ✔

Dream

Jungkook began therapy. He had nightmares due to his PTSD, and his alcoholism and self-harm was getting worse. He finally started staying overnight at a local rehabilitation center. He had to temporarily stop school and didn't graduate this year with the rest of the seniors. I convinced him it was okay.

His mental health was more important than his education.

I visited him everyday, giving him homemade goods and treats.

He was slowly improving, but at this rate, it didn't seem like he'd ever be able to leave the rehabilitation center for at least another decade. His therapist suggested a different rehabilation center in Japan, one of the best in the world.

Jungkook didn't want to go, but I insisted.

Jungkook's father was sentenced for jail for ten years. He was responsible for the deaths of thousands and yet he was let off easy. He knew what other dirty deeds politicians and businessmen did and the police needed the information from him.

Namjoon was only sentenced for 6 months, and all of the other Bangtan Boys were left with just a slap on the wrist. Since they were young and brainwashed, the jury didn't feel the need to charge them for crimes they didn't have control over.

We were in different stages of our life- me in college and Jungkook needed recovery for his trauma. I wanted to go to Japan with him, but Jungkook didn't let me. He didn't want me to stop my plans for him. It would just make him feel more guilty, and worsen his pain.

Jungkook and I webcammed and met each other yearly. But eventually... we slowly drifted apart.

I didn't hear much from Jungkook personally afterwards.

Jimin, Taehyung and Jin moved to Japan for Jungkook. They visited frequently, and told me that Jungkook needed more time to heal.

I waited for Jungkook. I really did. But life goes on and so did I.

Several boys asked me out and I refused most of them. The dates I went on were pretty bland and the relationships were never long-lasting.

It's funny- you meet one cute boy and then no other person on the planet can ever meet those standards.

***

I finally completed my undergraduate degree at Seoul University, but I was planning on going to law school after summer vacation.

Seeing such frightening politicians inspired me to become a lawyer myself.

My brother, Hyuck was doing well in middle school as the soccer captain of his grade, and my parents were proud of all us.

I was packing at my dorm and my RA handed me an envelope that someone sent me.

I open the envelope and unfold a letter.

Dear Y/n,

It's Satan. It's been awhile since you heard from me, right? Well, I thought I needed to tell you a few things.

I apologize for trying to kill Jungkook and plot his demise. I've realized his father's sins don't reflect him. Sorry, got a little carried away back there. You know, being the ruler of the Underworld and all. Haha. xD

The evil version of you is residing in Hell. The Heavens returned her to her original universe, yet she kept on trying to find ways to explore to other ones and complete her vicious plans. Thus, she's banished from every Earth and has to reside here in Hell with me. I've met a lot of Y/n's and I have to admit:

There are an infinite amount of versions of you in existence, but I think you're the best.

Hell isn't too bad. I'll even negotiate with the Heavens so we can revoke the ban on chocolate here. I wish you could exchange places with the other Y/n. I'll even get her a cage so she won't annoy you.