butterfly | jjk

04

four - promise

jungkook's pov:
friday 17th april ; 2:16 PM

i sink onto the park bench, my head pounding. it's finally my lunch hour, and i can finally take the time to take a breather. the whole day has been a nightmare for me - who knew an office job could be so stressful. it's only the first day yet i already have an urge to quit. 

i delve a hand into my breast pocket, searching for one of my many pills. for two years, i've taken three pills a day, without fail, after every meal. they helped to numb my surroundings - my emotions faint, my problems trivial and my life of no consequence. since the death of my best friend, this numbness has been my only refuge.

tugging the meds out of my blazer, my phone falls out of my pocket and tumbles onto the concrete. i quickly pick it up and search for cracks - but find none. breathing a sigh of relief, i power it on and scan my notifications, popping a pill into my mouth. a new message awaits me, and i click with undisguised curiosity. i hardly ever receive messages: my contact list is composed of three names - my roommate, my landlord and my mother.

my notifications redirect me to EUPHOR1A, the only app i use regularly. it slides through my dms and clicks onto a familiar user, 'chaechae'. i recognise her as the girl from that morning and a wave of curiosity washes over me. i read her message, sent hours before.

 • • •

chaechae: hello :)
> i'm chaehyung 

jjk97: hello? 
i type, confused. she replies almost immediately.

chaechae: can i ask you for a favor?

jjk97: depends on what it is.

chaechae: can you be my friend for a month?
seen 2:24PM

chaechae: hello..?
seen 2:26PM

chaechae: did i weird you out?
> sorry, i shouldn't have asked you like that
seen 2:27PM

chaechae: i'm guessing it's a no 
> thanks anyway

jjk97: why?
 > you don't even know me 

chaechae: you see i could give 500 reasons why i need a friend 
> but i'll keep it short 
> i need experiences for my writing to make it better
> otherwise my book will never get published 

jjk97: you're a writer?
i frown. i don't remember seeing anything about her profession on her profile.

chaechae: yeah. is that surprising?  

jjk97: no, no, it's just
> never mind.
> anyway, you still haven't answered my question
> there must be millions on this app. why me?

chaechae: blame my phone. your user was the first one i saw.

jjk97: if i say yes
> i just have to be your friend for a month? nothing more?