1=3 | Episode 2
w. acerola
"Hey, Park Jimin. Why aren't you breaking into my house today?"
"When did I ever break into your house?"
Jimin didn't come home either, and since she was bored, Yeo-ju went to Jimin's house herself. When she opened the door and went in, she saw that the room was being busily organized. Things were being taken out and put back, picked up and put down. Jimin was moving around busily.
I think it's organized correctly, right? It seems like it's making things more confusing.
"Jungkook is coming today."
"Jungkook? That middle school junior?"
"Yeah. I heard he went abroad to study and came back a while ago. Want to go see him?"
"Why am I looking at him? I don't even know who he is."
"Ah... but you've heard it a lot, right?"
"it's okay."
The two were friends since they were young, but they went to separate middle schools for boys and girls. They still played together every day, though. Jungkook is Jimin's junior in middle school. I'd only heard about him, but I'd never actually met him.
Why am I looking at him? It's not like I have anything to do with him...
"Then I'll go."
"Go a little later. He said he'll be back in an hour."
With nothing to do and bored, Yeoju decided to spend some time at Jimin's house, albeit at a vaguely awkward time. She pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the door. Leaning back against the backrest, she stared intently at Jimin and his room. Jimin was cleaning so busily that it was dizzying to watch.
"What are you doing?"
"Can't you see? I'm cleaning."
"Are you cleaning?"
"Jungkook is coming, Jungkook. He's so cute. He's such a baby."
"Yeah. Do that cleaning thing diligently."
"Aren't you going to help me?"
"Do you want me to help you?"
"... no."
It was obvious he'd have a hard time if Yeoju helped him. Yeoju was known as a neat freak, after all. Yeoju sat back down in her chair. Jimin was frustrated, but he knew if he interfered, the cleaning wouldn't be finished today, so he just watched. Jimin felt the stinging gaze and turned to Yeoju.
"Ugh... Sometimes when I see you, your eyes are so scary. Is that how you are at work?"
"No, I don't think so."
"I have to go to work tomorrow."
"Don't come. You're bothering me."
"Then come visit my company. I'm bored."
"You don't know I play games all day? Your secretary told you."
"Secretary Kim was bad."
Secretary Kim is bad. It's safe to say that Jimin is leading the company in his stead. How can a kid like that be the president of a company?
Playing with Jimin—actually, I just nagged Jimin while he cleaned, but it was still fun.—I looked at the clock and saw that 50 minutes had already passed. Nothing had changed in Jimin's room. In fact, things were out of place. I heard a car outside. That must have been Jungkook's arrival.
"I'm going."
"Are you really not going to see it?"
"Yeah. I don't see it."
The female protagonist got up from her chair and stretched. Even though she had only been sitting for a moment, her joints were cracking as if her body had become stiff. Feeling a strange need to avoid him, she quickly put on her shoes and left without saying goodbye to Jeongguk.
As Yeo-ju walked a few steps out of Jimin's house, there was a small sound of the door opening. Yeo-ju walked a little faster. She was bored and had nothing to do, so she decided to take a short walk and walked around the neighborhood.
I walked as Yuna because I was afraid that if I stood out as a female protagonist, something bad might happen. Because I was the most well-known and least likely to be interrupted.
"Hey, isn't that the president of Isul Cosmetics?"
"Wow!! It's real!"
The heroine smiled slightly and walked a little faster.
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"Wow, Jungkook, you've grown so much!"
Jimin kept repeating how much Jungkook had grown from the moment he entered the front door. He then hugged him and felt the difference in height. Jungkook took off his shoes, went in, and placed the drink he was still holding on the table.
"What did you eat to grow so big?"
"American air?"
Sitting on the living room floor, they drank the drinks Jungkook brought, chatting about nothing significant. They laughed and talked about recent events. They looked like real brothers.
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Before she knew it, Yeoju had already walked a full circle and passed Jimin's house. The neighborhood was quite large, so sweat was dripping down Yeoju's face. It was daytime, so she could see Jimin and a man through the open window. When the man turned slightly, she saw...
"...JK?"
They look so similar, but JK is Jungkook...?
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When the heroine sets her mind to something, her aura changes. This shift makes her appear as a different person. While some may recognize her (unless they have a keen eye), most will simply assume she's someone else. Very few people know more than two different sides of her.