"I didn't know you and Hanna had a kid,"
the man's voice chuckled. Yoongi oppa laughed and replied,
"Ani, ani, it's not like that, Jungkook. It's my younger sister, she was drawing."
I heard my name mentioned by oppa's mouth. What's that guy's name? Junglebook? Ani, ani... Junghook?
"Yn,"
I heard my name being called and stood up, making my way to the entrance.
"Jungkook, meet Yn. Yn, meet Jungkook," Yoongi oppa introduced us.
So his name is Jungkook... wait, have I seen him somewhere before?
"Annyeong," Jungkook offered his hand for a handshake, but I hesitated, choosing not to accept.
"Mianhae," I apologized with a slow smile.
Jungkook's expression faltered for a moment before he withdrew his hand, understanding my hesitation.
"It's okay," he replied softly, a hint of sympathy in his eyes.
I couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity, as if I had crossed paths with him before.
Nevertheless, I offered a polite nod before going back to my seat, my mind swirling with unanswered questions about this mysterious new tenant.
"So, Jungkook, what brings you to our floor?" Yoongi asked, breaking the silence that hung in the air.
"Just needed a change of scenery," Jungkook replied casually, his eyes scanning the room with interest.
"A change of scenery, huh? Well, you've definitely come to the right place," Hanna chimed in with a warm smile.
I remained quiet, observing the exchange with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. There was something about Jungkook's presence that unsettled me, though I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
"Yn, are you okay?" Yoongi's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
I nodded, offering a small smile. "Yeah, just tired," I replied, brushing off his concern.
As the conversation continued, I couldn't shake the feeling that Jungkook held a key to a mystery I had yet to uncover.
As the conversation carried on, Jungkook and I exchanged playful banter, much to Yoongi's amusement.
"So, Yn, are you the artistic one in the family?" Jungkook teased, his eyes twinkling mischievously.
I rolled my eyes playfully. "Yeah, someone's got to bring some color into this boring household," I shot back, earning a chuckle from Yoongi oppa.
"Hey, I like black and white," Yoongi oppa protested, feigning offense.
"Ne, because your wardrobe consists of nothing but black suits," I teased, earning a playful swat on the arm from him.
Jungkook laughed at our exchange, adding his own witty remarks to the mix.
"Don't tell me you don't have any talents unlike Yn," everyone chuckled as Hanna unnie spoke out.
"Well, Hanna, I'm also good at painting," Jungkook sounded confident with his answer.
"Hwagsinhaneun?"
I looked at him, intrigued.
If he's good at painting, then we could paint together.
I think it would be a great chance.
He just nodded in response. Maybe he doesn't want to speak much.
"Wow, Jungkook, you can paint too? That's so cool!" I exclaimed, my eyes widening with excitement.
"Yeah, I like to paint flowers and trees," Jungkook replied with a smile.
"Flowers and trees? How about painting ducks?" I suggested, remembering that I master in doing those.
Hanna unnie giggled, "Yeah, then we can have a whole gallery of Jungkook's duck paintings!"
Yoongi oppa joined in, "And we'll call it 'The Quack Collection'!"
We all burst into laughter at the idea, the image of a gallery filled with duck paintings bringing joy to our hearts.
"I want to paint ducks too!" I exclaimed, bouncing up and down with excitement.
"Alright, Yn, we'll have a duck painting party," Yoongi oppa said, ruffling my hair affectionately.
I grinned from ear to ear, already imagining the colorful masterpieces we would create together.
- - -
"Ok, check!"
I tied my hair tightly into a high ponytail before heading to the garden for some exercise.
"Wait... who's that in the garden?" I rubbed my eyes to make sure, only to find out it's Jungkook.
"Good morning," I smiled and sat beside him, intending to start my breathing exercises, but my mind couldn't settle in one place.
As I sat beside Jungkook, I couldn't help but stare at him, mesmerized by his serene figure.
He sat with his eyes closed, his face calm and relaxed.
The soft morning sunlight cast a warm glow on his features, highlighting the gentle curve of his jawline and the peaceful expression on his face.
I watched as his chest rose and fell with each deep breath, his body perfectly still and composed.
There was something about the way he sat, so grounded and centered, that drew me in.
It was as if he was completely at peace with himself and the world around him.
I found myself captivated by his presence, feeling a sense of tranquility wash over me as I watched him meditate.
In that moment, all my worries and anxieties seemed to melt away, replaced by a deep sense of calm and contentment.
"Wow,"
I whispered, unable to tear my gaze away from him. Jungkook opened his eyes and smiled at me, his eyes twinkling with warmth.
"Good morning, Yn. Care to join me?" he offered, patting the ground beside him.
I nodded eagerly, eager to experience the same sense of peace and serenity that Jungkook seemed to embody.
As I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, I felt a sense of connection with him, as if we were both on a journey towards inner peace and self-discovery.
As I joined Jungkook in meditation, I couldn't help but feel a bit self-conscious.
"Um, Jungkook, am I doing this right?" I whispered, trying to mimic his posture.
Jungkook chuckled softly.
"There's no right or wrong way, Yn. Just focus on your breath and let go of any thoughts,"
he advised, his voice gentle and reassuring.
"Easy for you to say," I muttered under my breath, struggling to quiet my racing thoughts.
Jungkook shot me a playful grin, clearly amused by my antics.
"Just relax, Yn. Clear your mind and imagine you're floating on a cloud," he suggested, his voice laced with humor.
"Floating on a cloud? More like stumbling over rocks," I joked back, earning a soft chuckle from Jungkook.
" Have we ever met ? "
