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Jihyun went back to work on Monday, hating the swarm of media at the doors of her firm, snapping pictures of her while she walked in.

It made the other lawyers gossip about her more and despise her more than before.

The harassment that she received by the Korean media and fans was more than she could bear at times, though she found support through the boys, the many fans of BTS and the Western media.

Turns out she was quite famous after becoming a semi-public figure.

She spent days trying to move court dates up and getting Sunhee some safety from the media and her assaulter.

Jihyun went home on Friday night at 3:45 am, throwing her keys onto the counter as she went to the kitchen and grabbing a glass and pouring several glasses of whisky, wanting to feel the burning down her throat to distract her from the heavy feeling in her stomach.

The next day, Jihyun was awoken by Celine and their landlord at the door.

"I'm sorry, but you need to find a new apartment. We've been getting complaints of paparazzi waiting at the door. The other residents are too happy about it."

Jihyun scoffed as soon as the door shut.

"What are we going to do?!" Celine yelled as she watched her best friend throw back another glass of alcohol.

"We'll get another apartment, in a gated community. It's not that difficult." Jihyun said, feeling annoyed. Celine watched as Jihyun threaded her hands through her hair, tugging at it harshly.

"Josephine, when was the last time you had some proper sleep?"

"I'm fine. Slip out the back door when you go to school, I need to go to work."

"Josephine, you're going to kill yourself at the pace you are right now."

"Celine! I'm fine, I know my limits. I'll be okay,"

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Jihyun growled, walking past everyone and examining her scrap on her forearm from the paparazzi shoving her onto the gravel.

She was certain her fall was all over the media now.

The doors of her office door shut loudly as she threw her blazer and purse onto her couch, grabbing some paper towels and water to wash her cut.

She tried getting the small blood stains out of her blue short sleeved blouse while muttering curse words under her breath in the three different languages she knew.

Her day was filled with phone calls and paperwork.

Mid day, her doors opened to reveal the two people that she didn't want to ever see.

"Narae! Call security!" Jihyun said angrily as her mother and step father walked in with a man she didn't recognize

"That won't be necessary Ms. Jeon," The man said calmly, serving her a file. Jihyun rolled her eyes, taking it and opening it.

Her eyes scanned over the words.

"... and for the following reason above, Henry and Emma Lewis have decided to sue Jihyun Jeon."

"You've been served."

"What the fuck is this?" She laughed. Throwing the case back onto her desk. "Do whatever you'd like, this will never hold up in court."

"That's where I see differently. I've been proven innocent by jury in London, no thanks to you. If I can get out of that, this will be no problem." Henry smirked

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