Photograph || jjk ✔️

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(A/N: I actually read this book a while ago and I realized that I made A LOT of mistakes. I'm embarrased lol. If you happen to catch misspellings and other grammar shit, don't be shy to remind me. I'll fix it HAHA. It's not like I don't know proper grammar or spelling, it's actually just me sometimes being sleepy that my fingers type a mistake. Apologies once again. )

"Why don't we file the case back in Korea?" Jungkook says, taking glances at me while driving.

Yet, I was still unsure of what to do. I never knew much about any shit because I'm still young to know those stuff.

"What about Hyeongjun's funera—"

"You don't want Hyejin to just...Get away right?" he cuts me off.

All I could think was for her to rot in Jail.

Nothing could make me forgive her anyways. How she just treated my brother like trash. It was unforgivable.

Sometimes, my mind just blacks out. A whole galaxy shows itself to remind me that I'm so far away from heaven. So far away from my brother.

Instant guilt and my failures are tailing me. Where did I go wrong?

A lot of things made me worry. First was the flight back to Korea. Second was how I'll get that bitch to surely get the rightful punishment for what she did. And third—

"Hyuna." he softly calls my name with that certain look in his eyes. "Let's eat."

Sudden music rings in my heart when he calls my name. In every flicker, you're somehow there Jeon Jungkook. Haha, you're so weird.

He parked the car by the side and pulled my hand out, leading me to an outdoor restaurant once he locked the vehicle.

His presence here makes my lungs exhale and his touch lights out tiny fireflies to me. His voice, his smile. Everything about Jungkook was ensuring. Jungkook is a beautiful song.

"C'mon, Hyuns. Stop with the long face, what's the point of being a blub when you can enjoy the things your brother couldn't? Do it for him. He wants you happy, Hyuna." Jungkook solaces, hurrying to hold my hand. Damn. Him and his big hands..

"I—" my voice cuts off, detaching my hand from his grasp. "I will."

The younger boy pouts and slurps his smoothie, choking on it afterwards. Huh. Side effects of being an idiot, I guess...

"Hm?" I hummed, reaching for my phone. Lia was calling. I'm not in the mood to— OH WHAT? I got 247 missed calls? EXCUSE ME? "Yes?"

"Hyuna! You finally picked up! I was about to push Namjoon off the roof." her thin voice crawled out and tingled me. I rolled my eyes, admiring the big baby in front of me who was eating churros.

"What do you want? For you to call m—"

"Are you okay?! I told Yoongi and the others about the new–"

"YOU DID WHAT?" my feet launched up and frustration waved to my face. Jungkook's big eyes landed on me and he smiled.

"Sit down, Hyuna. They'll think Koreans are weird."