Depressed || JJK

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His eyes met mine.

My breath hitched when I looked at him.

His bambi eyes were staring at me, with the round rimmed glasses resting on the brigde of his button nose. His lips were pink like rose petals, I must say, much beautiful than mine.

The black t-shirt that he was wearing with a black ripped jeans made him look so nice.

Decent.

Yeah, that's a better word.

"I-I can go by myself, doctor..you don't have to bother." I whispered, looking at Dr. Hoseok.

"it's not a big deal. I was leaving anyways." The boy said and I looked at my feet.

"Okay... then."

I once again bowed to Dr. Hoseok as I followed the boy out of the cabin, walking behind him like a lost puppy.

He picked up his bag from beside the cube where he was sitting a while ago, as he turned around to face me.

"I'll be going on my bike. Will you be comfortable with that?" He softly asked and I looked down, glaring at his chest.

"Um, okay.."

I noticed a small badge pinned to the left side of his chest, as I mumbled the letters printed on it.

"Jeon... Jung..Kook.."

"Hm?" He looked at me in confusion.

"O-oh nothing..." Bursting into a slight blush, I looked away, my heart pounding heavily.

I've never talked to a boy nor I went out like this.

I'm feeling weird.

"Let's go then." hanging the bag loosely on his shoulder, he ruffled his hair messily as he walked out and I followed behind him again.

My eyes spread wide when he walked towards a bike parked in the lot. It was shining so bright that anyone could tell it was brand new.

I've seen this on TV.

This is so.... expensive!

I gulped, blinking my eyes nonchalantly.

Placing his bag in the front, he started the engine as he looked at me.

"What happened?"

"O-oh... I.. I think I can walk..." I whispered to him as I backed away.

How can I tell him I've never rode on a bike...

"What? Come on, I'll ride slowly."

"Uh.. I-I'm a little..scared.." I muttered, mentally cursing on myself as he stared at me open-mouthed.

"Don't worry." He smiled as he offered his hand towards me.

I stared at his veiny hand for a second, and held it lightly when I gathered my courage to sit behind him, pushing myself up.

"Are you okay?" He asked when I seated myself behind him, and I nodded, pulling my skirt lower.

"Y-yes.."

"Okay, let's go then." He started the engine again as he wore his helmet.

He wears a helmet.

He isn't like those crazy boys who ride at an insane speed.

I found myself smiling as he started driving very slowly...because of me.

After a while, he stopped at a pharmacy as he took off his helmet, "you can ask for your medicines here."

"Th-thank you so much.." I whispered as he caught my hand again, helping me to get off his bike.

I smiled at him but found him lost somewhere, as he stared in an empty place, his lips pressed into a thin line.

"Are you okay?" I worriedly asked as he rubbed his forehead, shaking his head lightly.

"I'm alright.. don't worry. I'll leave now." Again wearing his helmet over his head, he turned his bike back, and without sparing another glance he drove back speedily.

I kept looking in his direction until he disappeared, as I found myself frowning again.

He was such a kind person.

But...he didn't look happy.

Confusingly, I shook my head as I turned around, purchasing the medicines that Dr. Hoseok had prescribed me.

After buying all the medicines and energy drinks, I looked for another cab, stepping to the end of the road.

Checking my money again, I became anxious when I found I had only 2,000 Won left.

This won't help enough.

I guess I'll have to walk a bit.

Sighing, I pushed my feet on the footpath, exhausted and tired but I had no other option.

After walking about a kilometre, I stopped a cab and asked the driver as how much I would have to pay.

"2,000 Won." He replied and I smiled to myself, pushing myself in the car as I closed my eyes, breathing heavily.

Life is so hard sometimes....