Lies Remembered as Truths, Truths Remembered as Lies

29

By nighttime, the party started. There were many people, not just the people at the internship, who were invited to the party. Lots of civilians, family members, friends, etc were all invited to celebrate this day. I wasn't sure what they were celebrating, but it was something.

To go away from all the loud noise and glances, I had come outside the party to a garden outside. It was calming, a huge contrast to the room I was in before. The dress Taehyung had given me was nothing grand, just a black short sleeve, elegant long dress. I wonder whether Taehyung chose black because black is usually linked to evil?

"Oh, you're here."

I turned around to see the person who spoke.

"Jungkook," I said. "What are you doing here?"

Jungkook walked up to me and looked at the sky like I was.

"I just wanted to escape from the party," Jungkook said. "It seems like we had the same thought."

I didn't reply. Jungkook looked at me and sighed.

"Hey..." Jungkook started. His voice seemed unsure and nervous. What was he thinking about?

"What?" I asked nonchalantly. 

"Just...thinking about it now, you're not as bad as a villain," Jungkook said. His eyes widened and he tried to explain himself. "I mean, I don't mean that as an insult. What I meant was, I mean, uh, you're a good person. I didn't mean, that wasn't an insult. Sorry."

I chuckled silently at Jungkook's mistake. 

"Yeah, I got it," I said, calming Jungkook.

"Thank god," Jungkook said sighing. He glanced at me again and smiled. "You're really pretty when you smile."

"So I've heard," I replied. Hyunjin had said that before. Or maybe Minho? I couldn't remember.

"Um, so...I know this is sudden. And we've known each other for like a few months...but like, I feel like I've got to know you," Jungkook started. Where was this going?

"And, like I said, I really like your smile," Jungkook said. "And I wish I was the one to make you smile like that. Like, only me." Jungkook's face was red and he didn't meet my eyes.

"Do you have a fever?" I asked, tilting my head to the side in confusion.

"What? No! I mean, no. But, what I'm trying to say is..." Jungkook closed his eyes shut. "I really like you, Yoona."

"Okay...?" I asked. 

"I mean, as a...not as a friend," Jungkook said, looking down at the ground. "And I just...I guess I wanted to tell you." Jungkook looked up at me nervously.

"...Jungkook," I said. What was wrong with me? My heart was beating fast, but it still felt empty. Was this the feeling of love? Or perhaps the feeling of being confessed to? I was sure I didn't like Jungkook in a romantic sense, but for some reason, I didn't want to hurt his feelings. This wasn't like me. Was I drugged? But when and by whom? And what drug would make me feel like this?

"I..." I couldn't continue. I didn't want to give Jungkook any false leads, but I didn't want to crush his heart either. How could I? Who was I to hurt him?

"I see," Jungkook said, looking dejected. But wait, I didn't say anything. Jungkook looked up to me with a sad smile. "I had a feeling you wouldn't accept me, but I still tried."

I was more confused.

"Wait, wait," I said, stopping Jungkook. "First, how did you fall in love with me? You've been against Yoongi and me since Day 1 we met, and we've only become closer for a few months."