『𝓖𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓻 𝓖𝓲𝓻𝓵』 [𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐟 ]

2: 1.5

SHIT SHIT SHIT... I forgot about this app completely vufnrwdfdfjkwv I'm so stupid

I just started college so everything's AHHHHH but guys... gUyS.... GUYS..,

GAMER GIRL IS OFFICIALLY MY MOST POPULAR BOOK NCNNVJSNAJSNDJDS IM SO HAPPY I DROPPED MY PHONE AND SMASHED IT OOP-

anyways- short chap that doesn't make sense bc shits bout to be sped up and I'm bored of this bullshit tehe
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From that moment on, the world sped up. Multiple staff members came in and out, carrying various items and shouting various things. Mi wasn't paying attention to them. No, her eyes had unfocused on everything but Jungkook.

Jungkook... he cried silently on the floor and Mi just sat by his side - unable to do anything. She couldnt touch him without hurting him, she couldn't open her mouth to talk. She couldn't help him. Men in gowns came in a took him away, his body seeping and flopping as they carried him out. Jackson was escorted out too, he tried to take Mi with him but she still sat there, staring at where he once was.

And she stayed there waiting, until the man she wanted came in. Their managed, Jungkooks manager, Bang PD.

"Mi-sun, it's been a while." He held out his hand with a sigh and lifted her on to her feet. "I just got in, care to come to my office?"

The girl nodded and they walked in silence down the stairs to a lower floor. Once they both arrived at the office, the door was shut tightly and the air settled.

"Where were you?" The girls voice shook in her throat as it forced itself out. "I thought you looked after him?"

The man sighed, "I know. Ive been away this last week so I havnt been able to visit the dorm. I guess no one else did as I asked and checked on them for me..." the man spoke calmly, but his fists where balled as he sat at his desk. "Mi... you know his main commitment is to this company, right?"

"Sir, even he knows that." She relaxed a little. "But you weren't there for him. He came back with months of catch up work and was expected to finished in a week! No one checked up on him, everyone just made him work and work! Imagine how he must have felt! He has to choose whether he want to carry on working for his own company doing what he loves, or staying here for his best friends to ensure their jobs!"

"Mi, you know that's not true... but his work here comes before gaming, it just does. Right now he needs to choose to focus on one thing."

"Not true? HE LITERALLY BEAT HIMSELF UP BECAUSE OF IT! He must have thought he was no worthless, so in the wrong for causing such trouble. For putting not only his staffs jobs in danger but this company in danger too." Mi felt like crying, "if he chooses team ARMY, BTS will be disbanded... but if he chooses BTS then all his work making that company will be for nothing"

"He just can't keep up with the work load..."

Silence.

There was a knock at the door. A small woman came in and lead them to the medical room, where Jungkook seemed to be less covered in blood and slightly more alive looking. He smiled on their entry.

"Mi... Pd-Nim..." His voice distracted them from the bruised on his legs and stomach. "I'm sorry- I just want to-"

"No." They both stepped forward, Mi taking his hand. "We are both sorry we didn't try harder to be there for you. I know it's a hard choice... but you don't have to make it soon. For now you can balance both with our help."

The boy nodded, smiling. "Thanks.. I just feel-"

"Nope, Stop right there. I love you Jungkook, It's not your fault." A small kiss was placed on his cheek. "We'll do this together."

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-incoming text from JacksOn-

Jackson: I called the tournament ppl, the game is postponed to next week

Mi: thanks, jk is fine. I'm staying here for a bit, u guys go home
Mi: I'll come into work soon and tell you what's happening

Jackson: Ok... as long as jk is okay then idm the team
being disbanded

Mi: that won't happen, I won't let it

Jackson: I know mi... but we can't control everything. BigHit and
BTS always come first for kook. He can't put them in danger.

Mi: ik ik... I'll find a way

Mi: I promise.

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