Jungkook would often smile when he remembered their late night conversations.
Sure, he did have her number, they could talk right away ㅡ but she had a job; she worked at a helpline.
She wasn't his to keep. He didn't want to become a burden for her.
He didn't want to call back at the helpline too; they would assign him to a different person. But he knew, he needed no one else.
He knew, the person who could only help him out was Lisa. Even though they had known each other for a brief amount of time, he still wanted Lisa back in his life.
No; he needed her.
She was just like an angel from heaven.
Please, if there was just one more time she could come back to him.
The transient bliss was coming to an end,
because the demons were back again.
Please come back Lisa.
Please come and save him again.