noxious. // jgk

An astounded Jungkook backed away from me slowly before I could process what words have escaped my mouth.

"Cora...I-"

"Jungkook, please trust me. I'm sorry, I really am. I should have told you earlier. Please don't look at me differently; I'm still the same Cora you met that night at that party. I understand if you hate me, and you don't have to talk to me ever again. But please don't look at me as some kind of monster." I tried to smile but the sadness and anger that filled inside me was weighing my probably distorted-looking smile down.

I mean, I don't blame him if a human as gentle and beautiful as him would ever talk to me again. I am just a street rat who was hired to kill him.