I called Jeon Jungkook "oppa" so as not to disrupt my plans. Jeon Jungkook was probably focused on me calling him "oppa."
“I didn’t hear you properly, could you say that again?”
As expected, Jeon Jungkook looked at me with a broad smile.
“Oh… Oppa…?”
I felt my face flush, and Jeon Jungkook smiled, as if he was pleased that I called him oppa. A wave of embarrassment washed over me, and I glanced at Bae Suzy. She was staring at me with a disapproving look.
“So why did you call?”
Jeon Jungkook's words stopped my mind. I only called him because I was worried my plans would be ruined...
“Why did you call~”
It was Jeon Jungkook who asked again when I didn't say anything.
“If you hit me... you can’t...”
I glanced at Jeon Jungkook, worried he might catch me talking nonsense. He seemed to think for a moment, and I gulped.
“Okay, I won’t hit you!”
I put on a relieved expression. My guess was that Jeon Jungkook thought I'd been traumatized by the sight of him hitting Bae Suzy.
“Oppa..!”
Bae Suzy grabbed Jeon Jungkook's leg, and in an instant, Jeon Jungkook's expression darkened.
“Hey. You think you survived thanks to the heroine.”
Jeon Jungkook shook his leg as if he were swatting away a bug. Bae Suzy then removed her hand from Jeon Jungkook's leg.
“Let’s go, heroine~”
Jeon Jungkook walked towards the practice room door, opened it, and held the door for me to leave, so I could comfortably leave the practice room.
“You only did that to me.. but how could you do that to that girl!! ..Ugh..!”
It was Bae Suzy who was speaking and covering her mouth with her hand in surprise. Then, Jeon Jungkook looked at Bae Suzy with a dumbfounded expression.
“I’m sorry, but I can do this to anyone except for people like you.”
After saying that, Jeon Jungkook left the practice room and closed the door as if he didn't want to talk to Bae Suzy anymore.
“Ahhhhhh!!! This is ridiculous!!! I’m losing to this girl!?!?! No.. No!!! I’m higher than this girl!!!!”
Bae Suzy, who was left alone in the practice room, screamed so loudly that it could be heard even outside the room.
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The cafe Jeon Jungkook brought me to had a wonderful atmosphere. The white wallpaper, the green plants that matched the wallpaper, the fluffy cushions on the rattan tables and chairs, the beautiful couple, and the neatly dressed cafe staff all harmonized perfectly.
“You know, can you call me oppa from now on?”
It was Jeon Jungkook who suddenly asked a favor while I was immersed in the cafe atmosphere.
"yes yes?"
“Huh? You said yes? Are you going to call me oppa from now on?”
I couldn't refuse Jeon Jungkook, no, Jeongguk oppa, who was smiling and making excuses, so I just nodded.
‘Wooooong-.... Wooooong-...’
At that moment, the vibration bell rang and I naturally grabbed it and got up.
“I’ll get it!”
I thought I'd feel better if I brought it. But Jeon Jungkook snatched the vibrating bell from my hand and stood up.
"Sit down. And think about what the doctor said while I was there and back. I'll ask him about it."
Jungkook walked up to the counter with a playful expression on his face. I took out my phone, turned it on, glanced at him, and pressed a button. Then, as if nothing had happened, I placed the phone back on the table.
***
I opened the door to Yeoju's studio and went in. I glanced around just in case, and after making sure no one was around, I took a hammer out of my bag.
“Fuck.. Fuck..! I’m going to kill you, you rascal… Who are you.. Who are you!!”
I slammed the hammer into the monitor, repeatedly. It shattered easily.
“Fucking bitch.. fucking bitch..!!”
I kept swearing and slamming the desk where the monitor was, then the chair, then the computer itself, the piano connected to the computer, the sofa... I slammed everything in the practice room like crazy.
“What are you doing?”
For a moment, my whole body froze. Like I'd seen a ghost... Like I'd sensed a ghost's presence... Like someone being held down by a pair of scissors. I slowly turned my head and looked toward the practice room door, and for a moment, I was so startled that I dropped the hammer. Fortunately, my foot wasn't hurt, but the situation was incredibly embarrassing.
***
Two hours had passed by, laughing and chatting with Jungkook oppa at the cafe. During that time, Jungkook oppa and I became much closer. I thought, perhaps it was thanks to Bae Suzy that I was able to become close with Jungkook oppa..?
“Okay, let’s go to the accommodation now.”
My eyes widened when I heard Jungkook oppa's words.
"what's the matter?"
Jungkook asked, tilting his head.
“The members hate me..”
Just because I became friends with Jungkook, it didn't mean I became close with all the other members of BTS. I'm sure they'd curse and glare at me when I entered the dorm. The curses and the stares were enough to keep me from entering the dorm.
“It’s okay, I’m here.”
I was speechless. Those insignificant words comforted me and gave me courage. It also meant that someone believed in me.
"If the members hate you, they hate me. You're not alone. Let's go into the dorm together, confidently."
These words also warmed my heart. They reassured me. They almost brought tears to my eyes.
As I stepped out of the cafe, feeling confident, my heart pounded like crazy. A nervousness coursed through my entire body as my heart pounded like crazy.
***
“Yoon... Yoongi oppa...?”
Bae Suzy looked at me with a look of bewilderment.
“How did you get here...”
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I planned to meet PD Bang and walk back to the dorm with Namjoon and Hoseok. However, like last time, I left my wallet in the practice room. I rushed into the room and found it quite dirty. No, more than dirty, there was a dark, cloudy red liquid congealed inside. It looked like blood. I looked around the room, but there weren't any broken mirrors or damaged objects. In other words, there was no situation where blood could have been shed.
“....”
My mind was filled with questions, but I stuffed my wallet deep into my pocket and left the practice room, trusting the cleaners to take care of the mess. As I returned to my dorm and began to think about things, the scenes I'd just witnessed faded from my mind, one by one. As I turned to head toward the stairs, I saw Suzy emerging from the women's bathroom, carrying a bag I'd never seen before. I approached her to say hello, but the closer I got, the more I saw Suzy, her neck resting on my chest, as if wary of her surroundings. Suzy seemed suspicious, so I started following her.
This was a new path for Suzy. She naturally opened a door and went inside. I approached it and carefully opened it, and inside, I found what looked like a studio.
"wow..."
I couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. The studio was a beautiful harmony of black and white. But the floor had a broken mirror and was covered in blood. Naturally, I assumed this was Suzy's studio. Of course it was. Just moments ago, Suzy had opened the door to the practice room and entered so naturally. Thinking that only Yeoju Lee could have created this studio, I quickly checked Suzy's hand. But from afar and up close, Suzy's hand looked intact, and it was clutching a hammer.
“Fuck.. Fuck..! I’m going to kill you, you rascal… Who are you.. Who are you!!”
For a moment, I thought I'd misheard. Suzy, as if to confirm my understanding, repeatedly slammed the hammer she was holding into the monitor. Perhaps because she'd slammed it so many times, the monitor shattered easily. I could only watch, dumbfounded.
“Fucking bitch.. fucking bitch..!!”
Suzy swore and frantically slammed down on the desk where the monitor had been placed, then the chair, then the computer itself, the piano connected to the computer, the sofa... she frantically slammed down on everything in the studio. Only then did she realize: the studio belonged to Yeo-ju Lee, Yeo-ju Lee was the victim, not the perpetrator, and Bae Suzy was cosplaying as the victim.
I couldn't just stand by and watch. Things inside the studio were broken, but I still opened the door and went inside.
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“I asked what you were doing.”
“Oppa.. you have to come..!”
A dumbfounded expression appeared on Bae Suzy's face as she said it was a misunderstanding.
“No.. The female protagonist told me to make her practice room like this..”
Bae Suzy looked at me. Then she continued to speak.
“Swearing.. Right..! I told you to do this while swearing...! I have all the evidence.. I can show you all the KakaoTalk messages with the female lead..!”
It was nonsense. I wondered if anyone would believe me when I said something like that. Besides, no one would have ever ordered Lee Yeo-ju to do something like this, even to the point of damaging her studio and getting hurt.
A cold, chilling silence flowed for a while. My words, riding on that chilling air, began to fill the space.
“You really…what did I do to Yeoju Lee…”
I shook my hair out of regret. Even saying there was a conversation was probably a lie.
“Oh… Oppa...”
That Bae Suzy calling me oppa gave me goosebumps.
“Where is this woman?”
But before I got goosebumps, I had to apologize to the heroine first.
"uh...?"
“Where is this woman?”
I glared at Bae Suzy, who didn't answer despite being told again, and left the studio.
***
Even Yoongi-oppa found out about everything. Now, it would be a quick matter for all the members to find out.
***
As I opened the front door and stepped inside, the place was bustling. I occasionally heard someone talking behind my back, but it was completely normal.
“Yoongi? Or Jungkook?”
It was Kim Seok-jin's voice.
“Jungkook~”
Jungkook answered.
“Jungkook is here!?!? Our Jungkook~”
“Get out of the way, it’s not your Jeongguk, it’s my Jeongguk!”
Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin ran toward the front door, smiling. But when they saw me, their faces darkened abruptly.
“Who are you to come here?”
“Oh, so you’re just going to come in shamelessly now?”
I kept my head down. No matter how much Jungkook oppa was around, the members who cursed at me wouldn't change.
“I brought you here. Yeoju.”
When Jungkook oppa called my name, the rest of the members who were sitting huddled together in the living room hurriedly ran towards the front door.
“Are you crazy?”
“This woman is a perpetrator of school violence.”
“Did you fall for this woman’s tail?”
“How is that..?”
The members took turns saying something to Jungkook oppa. In fact, they were talking to me, not him. Those words wounded my heart again, and blood flowed from the wounds.
“Have you guys ever thought about talking to Yeoju?”
The members all looked puzzled at Jungkook's words. It was only natural. It didn't make sense for someone who had been cursing me with me until this morning to suddenly change.
“Is this Yeoju threatening..”
“That’s not it.”
It was Jeongguk oppa who cut off Jeong Ho-seok's words. Jeongguk oppa grabbed my wrist and led me into the room.
“...”
After we entered the room, we didn't say anything for a while.
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