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10

Irene's P.O.V.

It's been a week since I've last talked to him, and I never realized that I was ignoring him all along.

And I still don't know why.

But it didn't bother me at all. Or so I thought... Since those days I unnoticingly avoided him, I started to realize a lot of things.

And the first thing was that his memories is still alive in my head.

I've been trying to keep myself focused on other things yet every other object surounding me only ends up remembering memories of the past.

"Why are you just sitting there? You have to do their orders." I was disturbed by my thoughts, as a worker came and noticed me staring into thin air. "Ye-yes."

God, I almost forgot I had a new job. Well not yet really, I'm still a trainee and they'll see my performance so I'll officially be a worker here.

And honestly, this job doesn't help erase him from my mind. Especially that all the music and lyric writing all reminds me of him.

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"So you know how to produce music?" He says, sipping on his banana milk. "I guess you can say that."

"Wow, and you have a beautiful voice too, and can even compose lyrics. Maybe you should pursue music!" He exclaims, which made me let out a giggle.

"It's too late now though. And also, I'm happy the way things are right now." I smiled, and placed a small peck on his cheek.

"But if you ever decide to pursue music, I'll be there to support you."

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And here I am again, reminded of old memories I can't help but smile to. If we were still together now, I wonder how he'd react if he knew I got in a record label.

But just a regular helper.

He'd say I'll be famous the next day... He's always the first to react and the first to support me though there's nothing about me to support of...

I gulped. Wait- Am I thinking of him again? Why though I end up thinking of him all over again?

Gosh, I should start working now.

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"Jungkook, I'm sorry. But I think it's not working out anymore." Both of us were in tears, while his hand continues to carress my cheek.

"No, I'm sorry. I wasn't enough wasn't I?" He says, only to let my tears stream unendlessly. "No-"

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I sat on the bench, eyeing the park all around. As old memories play through my mind.

Jungkook...

Meanwhile, my eyes caught someone oddly familiar. The way he walks, moves his dishieveled hair while the moonlight shines upon him, as his ethereal beauty stands out even from afar.

Jungkook... He's here.

Every night I find myself wanting the cold breeze and so I stay out here every night.

And every night, he's also here. He'd look up to her window, and smile for a bit while until he caught my eyes.

Then he'd sit by me, and we'd talk and chat, while he talks about Nayeon almost throughout the whole conversation.

And tonight, the cycle repeats.

But the difference is, I'm leaving. Not because I didn't like to see or talk to him, but because I wasn't ready to.

I hastily stood from the wooden bench, while he walks forward when he caught me.

"W-wait!" His hand gripped on my wrist, causing me to stop from my tracks.

And tonight is different because I've failed to escape and ignore him.

"Are you avoiding me?" I widened my eyes, "H-huh?" I pretended to not know, releasing myself from his grip.

"I um- I need to go now if you excuse me." I said, taking quick steps forward. "No, you are. You are. But why?" He asks.

I gulped. I stood there not knowing what to say, what to do or how to face him.

"I don't know what you are saying. It's late at night and I have somewhere to go early morning, so please excuse me." I reasoned out again, only for him to shake his head in disbelief.

"Is there something wrong? Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt Nayeon, any of your friends or you?" He asks, a question after another.

"You've been avoiding me for a week now, and I can't let it slip without an explanation this time." He looks at me in the eyes, and as I looked up to his, I couldn't see anything else in it but just worry.

A worry for a dear friend.

I couldn't help but let my back face him, walking away from where he stood.

"Joo-hyun, why are you ignoring me like this?" He gripped on my arm once again, while I try to release myself from his grip. "I have to go. Let go of me."

"No, tell me why are you like this." He continued to hold tight on me, "Jungkook, let me go. "

"Why don't you just tell me why are you like this?!" He yelled, startling me, which made me shocked.

"I can't tell you why, just let go of me, will you?!" He pulled me towards him, causing me to hit his chest.

I unhesitantly looked up to him, with tears flowing down my cheeks. I placed my hands on his shoulders, "So you really want to know why? Why I'm like this?"

I'm falling. Not over again, but I have always fallen for him even after the break-up.

I thought I was not in-love of him or lost interest of him but then the only problem was me.

And when I tried to move on, made him fall in-love with my bestfriend, it added another needle in my heart.

No matter how I try, it's just here. And it hurts to keep it all to myself, to not tell him what I was feeling deep inside.

I stood on my toes, tipping up to reach his face. I closed my eyes, and without any hesitation, planted my lips on his.

I was lost in the kiss I planted, finding myself only closing my eyes with a tear tracing down my cheek. He didn't bother to stop me, kissing me back.

He explored my mouth, and I follow his tongue as it moves inside. Our tongues intertwine each other's, with our breath hitching as we continue to kiss...

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Yes, a whole chapter with only an Irene P.O.V. Did you guys enjoy this chap?💞💞