"Queens don't pick up trash; servants do. Thank God I didn't have to stoop to that level, and you did.
I didn't know you were so interested in stealing nothing but being a scumbag. Gomawo, Hyejin, for removing that trash from my life."
Y/n smirked, feeling her strength grow over the past 10 years.
"And please, teach me some acting so I can also play that so-called victim card. Do teach me, jebal."
With that, Y/N confidently wore her glasses and mask.Y/N's words cut through the tension like a knife, her voice dripping with sarcasm and disdain.
Hyejin's face contorted with anger and humiliation at Y/N's bold retort, her fists clenched at her sides.
"You think you're so clever, don't you?" Hyejin seethed, her voice trembling with fury.
Y/N merely raised an eyebrow in response, her expression cool and composed.
"Just stating the facts, sweetheart," she quipped, her tone unapologetic.
Hyejin's eyes narrowed into slits as she glared at Y/N, her anger simmering beneath the surface. "You'll regret this, Y/N," she spat, her voice filled with venom.
But Y/N just chuckled, a sardonic smile playing on her lips. "Oh, I highly doubt that," she replied, her confidence unwavering.
With one last disdainful look at Hyejin, Y/N turned on her heel and walked away, leaving Hyejin seething with rage in her wake.
Hyejin's face twisted with rage as she spat out curses at Y/N, her words dripping with venom and hatred.
"You'll never be good enough for Jungkook, you pathetic excuse for a woman!" she snarled, her voice laced with malice.
But before she could continue her tirade, Hanna's hand whipped across her cheek with a resounding slap, the sound echoing in the tense silence of the room
"That's for slapping Y/N ten years ago," Hanna said, her voice cold and cutting.
Hyejin recoiled from the blow, her cheek stinging with pain, but before she could react, Hanna delivered another sharp slap to her other cheek.
"And that's for daring to curse Y/N now," Hanna declared, her eyes flashing with fury.
Hyejin's eyes widened in shock and disbelief as she held her throbbing cheek, her anger momentarily forgotten in the face of Hanna's unexpected retaliation.
She glared at Hanna, her face contorted with fury. "You have no right to interfere in our affairs!" she spat, her voice trembling with rage.
But Hanna just smirked, her expression unapologetic. "Funny, I could say the same to you," she quipped, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
Hyejin's fists clenched at her sides as she seethed with anger, but she knew she was no match for Hanna's steely resolve.
With a final glare at Hanna, she turned on her heel and stormed out of the room, her pride wounded and her ego bruised.
Hanna watched her go with a satisfied smirk, knowing she had put Hyejin in her place. Turning to Y/N, she offered a supportive smile.
"Don't let her get to you, Y/N," she said, her voice filled with reassurance. "You're better than her in every way."
As Jungkook approached cautiously, Y/N turned to face him with a raised eyebrow, her demeanor cool and composed.
As Hyejin stormed out, Y/N took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart.
She turned to Hanna with a grateful smile, feeling a sense of relief wash over her.
"Gomawo, Hanna unnie," she said softly, her voice filled with appreciation
"I don't know what I would've done without you."
Hanna returned her smile warmly, her eyes shining with empathy.
"You don't have to thank me, Y/N," she replied, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "We're in this together, remember?"
Y/N nodded, feeling a surge of gratitude towards her friend. Despite everything, she knew she could always count on Hanna to have her back.
Meanwhile, Jungkook watched the scene unfold with a mixture of surprise and admiration.
He had never seen Y/N stand up for herself like that before, and he couldn't help but feel a newfound respect for her.
"Gwaenchanayo, Y/N?" Jungkook inquired, his voice laced with genuine concern.
Y/N's lips curled into a sardonic smile as she met his gaze. "Oh, Jungkook, how touching," she remarked, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "I didn't realize you cared."
Jungkook blinked, taken aback by her sharp retort. "Of course I care," he insisted, his brow furrowing in confusion. "You're my chingu."
Y/N scoffed, shaking her head in disbelief. "Chingu?" she repeated incredulously. "Funny how you suddenly remember that now, after everything that's happened."
Jungkook winced, the weight of her words hitting him like a punch to the gut. "Y/N, I—" he began, but she cut him off with a dismissive wave of her hand.
"Save it, Jungkook," she interjected, her voice tinged with bitterness. "I've heard enough excuses from you to last a lifetime."
With that, Y/N turned on her heel and walked away, leaving Jungkook standing there, speechless and regretful.
As he watched her go, he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt gnaw at his conscience.
Maybe, just maybe, he had underestimated Y/N's strength all along.
And as he stood there, grappling with his own emotions, he knew that he had a lot of work to do if he ever wanted to make things right with her.
But for now, all he could do was watch her disappear into the crowd, her head held high and her spirit unbroken.
And as he vowed to himself to do better, he couldn't help but hope that maybe, just maybe, there was still a chance for them to find their way back to each other.
As Jungkook approached cautiously, Y/N's eyes narrowed with disdain.
She could feel the weight of his presence, but she refused to let it intimidate her.
"What do you want, Jungkook?" she spat, her tone laced with contempt. "Come to apologize for your betrayal?"
Jungkook flinched at her harsh words, but he squared his shoulders, determined to face her wrath head-on.
"Y/N, I—" he began, but before he could finish his sentence, Y/N's hand whipped through the air, the sound of her slap echoing through the room.
The force of the blow sent Jungkook reeling, his cheek stinging with pain as he stumbled backward.
Shock and hurt flickered in his eyes as he stared at Y/N, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
"How dare you?" Y/N seethed, her voice dripping with venom. "How dare you break me like this?"
Enraged, Jungkook lunged forward, his fists clenched with fury. But before he could reach Y/N, Jimin stepped in, his expression fierce as he delivered a swift punch to Jungkook's jaw.
"Dare to lay a hand on her, and you'll regret it," Jimin growled, his eyes blazing with righteous anger.
"She deserves better than you."
