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"Y/N..." Namjoon almost whispered while he stared at you who was glaring at Eunha.
Your teeth were gritted. Your brows were crossed and your eyes were flaming with anger. You can feel your heart racing. You're mad... At the same time hurt. Hurt that the person you have least expected to leave you would actually have a secret desire for your ring and betray you.
"I'm sorry but... As much as you guys want to hurt her but I don't promote violence in this agency." Namjoon reminded but you remained consistent. Your fists were crumpled and you were more than ready to apply what has Hoseok taught you about karate and boxing.
"I guess they need some time alone." Jin said and Hoseok nodded.
"Just call us when you need us, Y/N." Yoongi said and took your silence as a yes.
They exited the room as it finally filled with silence. But you raised your hand and gave her a loud slap making her head turn to the other side, her cheek flaming red.
She smirked. "That's all you've got?"
"How... How could you do this to me?" You said through gritted teeth.
"Do what?" She asked innocently which made you pissed even more.
"I thought you were my bestfriend." Your voice quivered. You bit your lips to prevent yourself from crying.
You somehow hated yourself for being weak. It wasn't you. You were supposed to be strong. You were supposed to be brave enough. You were supposed to be a bitch. But because of the recent events, it made you feel scared. It broke you little by little. Making you sensitive. Making you fragile.
"Oh. The baby's about to cry." Eunha cooed. "Don't worry. I'm still your bestfriend and I will buy you lots of hersheys so untie me. Don't cry."
"Give me back my ring." You said in a monotone making her look up to you.
Her eyes were now blank. "Give me Jungkook first."
"What?"
She scoffed. "You heard it right, dear. Jungkook should be mine."
You chuckled sarcastically. "I'm sorry? Haven't you seen it yet? We're together so how is he supposed to be yours?"
She hissed. "I met him first."
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The sun has set and Eunha has just departed from her university. She has just finished doing their thesis and she has almost lost her energy. Dropping her bum on the bench, she contacted her father. On the fourth ring, he answered it.
"Dad." Eunha groaned tiredly. "Please pick me u--"
"Just take a bus. I'm busy right now." He answered and hung up the call right away.
Her shoulders sank as her back arched. She dropped her head and prevented herself from crying. Her Dad had never showed care for her.
She took a deep sigh and decided to just come home by herself. She walked by the bus stop and waited. But before she could even get in the bus, the passengers pushed her out of it, telling her that they were already overloaded.
She scratched her head frustratingly, taking few steps back to wait for another bus. As her foot tapped on the ground, she then felt a sharp pointed thing poked her belly. She turned her head and saw a masked man behind her, pointing his knife to her.
She held her breathe as her heart pounded inside her chest.
"Drop your knife." A deep and warning voice said.
You turned to it's owner and saw another man pointing his gun at masked man's head. He has doe eyes, thin lips and pale skin. He was wearing a baggy pants and plain white shirt. You would never thought that he actually carries a handgun with him.
The man's features made Eunha's eyes not able to leave him although she was so scared to death.
"I said drop the knife." He repeated hoarsely.
The masked man scoffed. "Then expect me to stab her first before I drop this."
Eunha's eyes widened when she felt the knife being pressed on her clothes harder.
The man in white shirt maintained his blank face. Breathing out a bit, he threw his gun on the masked man's head making him lose his focus as he kicked his arm holding the knife upward.
The knife flew up which the man in white shirt caught easily, twisting it around his fingers. He stared boredly at the masked man who ran out of the scene shamefully.
"T-thank you." Eunha said, still stunned by the man's beauty.
He smiled at her casually before turning his heels and walked away like nothing happened.
Intrigued of who he really was, Eunha started to always wait for him at the bus stop at the same time. She wanted to see him again badly so she could ask his name. She waited for few nights till she finally saw him again. He was with his friends and having a good time.
Eunha smiled brightly seeing him laugh which showed his crescent eyes and bunny teeth. She giggled at how good he was looking.
Him and his friends went to the nearest restaurant to take their dinner. Sneakily, Eunha also went in and took a table behind them. She eavesdropped them till she knew that his name was Jungkook.
After a few minutes, they have left. Eunha glanced at his seat and saw his phone. She grinned and quickly searched for his number before putting it back on its place. Hearing the chimes which signalled that someone entered the restaurant, she saw that it was Jungkook who was looking for his phone so she hid herself immediately, leaving his phone.
Since then, she kept on contacting him from hour to hour but everytime Jungkook would ask who she was, she chose not to answer. It made Jungkook pissed. He tried to block her number but she would always change to a new one. He can't even change his number since it was the one he was always using to keep in touch with the agency. Instead, he decided to just ignore her.
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"You're pathetic." You slurred but she just grinned.
Your eyes then went on the white floor and spotted a phone near the chair where she was tied. Assuming that it was hers, you grabbed it.
A password screen welcomed your eyes and thinking that she's obssessed with your boyfriend, you typed his birthday which made the screen unlocked.
You rolled your eyes as you clicked on her inbox and saw her recent message.
To: Jungkookie ♥
*You sent a photo*
You gnashed. "So it's you."
"Who else?" She shrugged.
Biting your inside cheeks, you stared at her boredly and threw her phone. Hitting the white walls, it broke into parts and pieces.
Eunha gasped in surprised seeing her phone broken but lifting her stare at you, she grinned once again.
"I can buy a new one, you know? And I memorized Jungkook's number so--" You slapped her once again but on the other side of her cheek.
"It's not you." You breathed out. "You're not the Eunha I knew."
"She's dead."
You crossed your brows.
"She's tired of everything. No one loves her, not even her parents. She doesn't have anyone to lean on!"
"Then what's me?" You pointed at yourself. "What am I to you? Huh? I am your freaking bestfriend, Eunha!"
"Yeah..." She nodded, tears threatening to fall from her eyes. "You. You who have everything. You who have everyone's attention. You don't deserve her, Y/N. So I killed the old me."
"Why?" Your voice quivered as a single tear fell on the floor. "Why did you let jealousy take all over you?"
"Because I believe I deserve this. I deserve to be happy which I felt when I was reborn. The new me is a rebel. The new me is now ready to get all what you have."
"Bring me back my bestfriend."
"I told you she's dead." She answered deep.
You sighed. "I don't know how you became like this but... Please. Stop. You already got my ring."
"But not Jungkook."
"And you will never get him from me." You gave her a blank stare. "If you really want this kind of fight, then fine. I'm giving it to you." You spat and turned your back to her.
You walked to the door but before you could finally leave, you turned to her and reminded, "By the way, thank you for killing my bestfriend. Please tell her soul that she's a pathetic coward."
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Days have passed and you got a daily training with the help of the seniors. Jungkook had never failed to call you everyday and you have also told him about Eunha as his stalker. It made him surprised at first but telling that you already broke her phone made him relaxed, reminding you that no matter how much she was obsessed of him, it's only be you whom he always wanted and no other else.
An agent of the agency was also assigned to bring Eunha her meals inside the cell. It was a total struggle for her to eat since the food they were serving to her was either burnt or tasteless. Ever since your last talk with her, you have never decided to see her again since it only pisses you off. A part of you was worried of how she was doing inside but a bigger part of you says that you have to ignore her.
Jungkook has updated the agency that they were able to find the BO's hideout in Japan. They have also found out that the BO was planning to kidnap your parents the day before Christmas.
Two days before the special holiday, the agency has decided for Jungkook, together with the other agents with him, to skedaddle with your parents instead of attacking the BO.
Although very hesitant and confused as to why Jungkook was in Japan, your parents chose to trust him anyways. They chose the earliest flight to Seoul at 3 in the morning.
You woke up early. Excited to welcome back your boyfriend and your parents at the airport. Finishing your breakfast, you walked back to your room when you saw the Seniors gathered at the longue.
You wanted to ask them but the news showed on the television they were watching caught your attention.
"Plane heading to Incheon, South Korea, crashes. 25 passengers found dead, 10 reportedly to be missing."
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A/N: I'm sorry if the past chapters were shorter than ever >< idk what's with me but I think this is because of this
LMAO
Btw, this fic is nearing to an end. And I really do not want this to end yet because I still want to see how much it could gain more attention. Yes, I'm greedy lol.
PS. This is going to have 30 chapters only as what of I have planned.
So I need your feedbacks.
More chapters or a sequel?