Rosé or Roseanne?

I AM SORRY, YERI

Rosé's POV 

We can hear the click of the camera trailing us as we run, hand in hand, we are both fast people, but the photographer clearly isn't slow, either. Even that we take twists and turns, going into streets after streets, the sound of flashing camera can still be heard behind us. 

Jungkook lets go of my hand on the process, as he opens the back door of a restaurant and goes in, pulling me with him before slamming the door shut. 

"Don't worry, no one comes here anymore." He whispers, "We can't lead saesang to your house."

I nod, busy catching up my breath to reply. Just as Jungkook had predicted, the hurried footsteps go past us without stopping. 

"Maybe I can come out and beat that person up," I suggest. 

"No."

"I bet I am taller."

He laughs, "I am taller than you." Then his smiles turn bitter, "Rosé, there's another rumor about you. It's about you stepping on a teen's foot, it's not real, isn't it?"

I look at my hands on my lap, "What do you think?" 

"You did do it, but it wasn't on purpose, at least, you did it because she made you angry."

I tip my head back, "You do know me a lot."

"Of course, I also know you are 1.68 cm, 99 lbs, body measurement 34-24-39, you like cats but they hate you, you like pineapple and with three different types of chicken on your pizza."

Surprised, I turn to look at him, "You know so much that's creepy, what's the three types of chicken, then?"

"Gay, lesbian and straight?" 

I laugh softly, feeling slightly better, "Good try."

"Jisoo probably knows, she is your number one fan. And we have to leave now." He smiles and extends his hand.

I turn my gaze back at the floor, away from the beautiful boy with his smiles, "Cool, but I am not going. You can go and party with Jisoo as much you want, I am not coming." My voice sounds more annoyed and naive than I wanted it will be.

After a pause, Jungkook sits back down, "I am not hanging out with Jisoo," He says patiently, as he is explaining to a child, "She is friendly and have potential in modeling, but listen, I never intended to model with her, I am only doing the shoot because of Seokjin's lazy butt decided to stay on his bed. And I never wanted to replace you, never."

"But you never texted me about anything."

"My phone was broken."

I look at him, suddenly realizing my face is blushed bright red, I stutter and stand up, "O, okay, then let's go, W, wait for you there." I stand up, kicking myself for my red face and my childish behavior earlier.

"My newest designs are in my office, you wait here, I am getting my stuff," Jungkook says, "I trust you not to get yourself kidnapped or robbed, all good?"

"As I said, I can beat them off," I say, spotting a comfy-looking visitor's seat.

My phone connects to the WIFI instantly as I sit down, as notifications start popping up, four messages from Yeri, she is a successful model I met when I was still a newbie. She is normally busy doing promotions or shoots, her phone is usually switched off, why is she texting me... at work-hours?

Yeri: Come to the company NOW. 

Yeri: They are breaking your contract.

Yeri: Tell u the details later, just come.