W. Malrang
"Hey, you said you'd meet me at the park - why are you acting like that?"
"..Ugh, head.. What is it, Jeon Jungkook?"
"I waited for 30 minutes for you to come."
"Jungkook... you..."
"What about me"
"..."
"You think I'm handsome? Why are you saying something so obvious to everyone in the country?"
"..your leg is bleeding"
When I pointed to his leg, where blood was streaming down his face, Jungkook looked down to check, then scratched the back of his head. "Oh, this? It doesn't hurt at all. It's okay." I was angry at Jungkook for spouting things like that. No, in fact, I was even more angry at myself for not being able to protect him.
"What's not hurting? What are you really trying to do?"
"What can I do about it? I can't help it. Actually, I knew it intuitively. I even saw the Grim Reaper sometimes."
"Huh... you call that, turn it off, talk?"
"...Hey, why are you crying? I came to say hello, not to comfort you."
"I'm, sorry... Huh, I tried to protect you, to protect you."
Ah, what should I do? I couldn't even speak properly because my tears were falling. I hated Jeon Jungkook so much for waiting for me like an idiot even though he knew we didn't have much time.
"..I tried to protect you, I'm sorry"
"..."
Thank you, Han Yeo-ju.
Jeongguk, who had been listening to my story silently, disappeared after saying those words. I could tell that Jeongguk was neither a noble wandering in this world nor an evil spirit who harms people, so he must have arrived safely in the afterlife.
Wiping away my tears, I looked around and saw the lion and his brothers walking slowly from afar. They were watching me...
"..I'll go see Jeon Jungkook off."
"..."
The lion stroked my head and then vanished like smoke. Perhaps because I was crying so much, I felt a pang of strength in my body. Beomgyu, sensing I was about to collapse, picked me up. Normally, he would have slapped me on the shoulder, asking what I was doing, but I had no energy left for that.
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"Oh my... what should we do with our heroine?"
"..I'll go in and rest."
"Would you like scrambled eggs? Your favorite,"
"What's so nonchalant about it, oppa? Someone just died. And it wasn't anyone else, it was Jungkook."
"..."
"Please, at least show some courtesy to the dead."
..Han Yeo-ju is crazy. She took out all her anger on the angel.
Maybe because I was crying so much, I felt no strength left in my body. I didn't even have the strength to push away Yeonjun, who somehow knew to support me.
"..I'm sorry, it wasn't your fault."
"Go to sleep. I'll make you some scrambled eggs."
My brother, seeing me nod weakly, quietly closed the door. As soon as the door closed, I jerked upright, staring blankly into space, muttering softly.
"..Taeyeon, I can't do this."
With those words, I fainted.
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Sorry I'm late