Tiding.
A doll-like figure creaked with a sound. Jungkook smiled faintly, his lips slightly touching.
"It's finished. Finally."
"..."
"Now, say 'Master.'"
"..Master."
Creak.
Jungkook grabbed a woman's arm and lifted her up. With a squeak, the woman slowly moved. Her face was haggard, with dark circles under her eyes.
"How about the name Yeoju?"
"..you are pretty."
"...okay?"
"..yes."
"That's fortunate."
Jungkook smiled faintly and went outside.
"..j..master.."
* * *
The heroine waits for her master, but Jeongguk doesn't return. She sits on the edge, waiting for Jeongguk without end. Soon, Jeongguk returns, accompanied by his friends. He smiles faintly, and doesn't even look at Yeoju. Yeoju's heart aches and aches.
"..what is this?"
"Oh, my doll. How is it?"
"It's amazing. It looks like a person."
"yes?"
Jungkook smiles nonchalantly. Then he approaches the female lead and mutters softly.
"Just stay still. The master will come and look for you later."
It's hope torture. Jeong-guk tortures Yeo-ju with hope. Yeo-ju finally lets out a sad sigh. She stares at Jeong-guk and lowers her head.
* * *
With their friends gone, only Jeong-guk and Yeo-ju exist in the quiet air. Yeo-ju cannot hide her excitement.
"Because my friends went too."
"..."
"Now get some rest."
"..Oh, master."
"..huh?"
"B, I missed you. Please, look, at, me."
"..Ah, what should I do with this."
"...yes?"
"I don't think I can like you when you look so haggard."
Jungkook tells Yeoju. Yeoju is sad, asking if it's because she's a doll. Jungkook says, "Okay, so try acting like a human."
"If that's what the master says, then so be it."
The female lead nods. Only then does Jungkook smile with satisfaction. She's wearing a maid outfit, but it's ripped and tangled with other threads. Jungkook hands her a new outfit: a casual, slightly wide denim jacket, jeans, and a slightly clingy striped T-shirt.
"Put it on."
"..your master."
The heroine changes her clothes, unaware that she is being exposed to Jeongguk naked.
"Hmm.."
Jungkook swallows dryly as he stares at Yeoju. Then he smiles slightly.
"It's prettier than I thought. Maybe because it's a doll."
"I want to be a human, not a doll."
"Don't have useless thoughts."
"Why, Joe."
"...huh?"
"Dolls can't become people, right?"
"It's not impossible. But think realistically."
Jeongguk muttered quietly, without even looking back. Yeoju mumbling to herself over and over again. Why? Why, no?
"Realistic...,"
"Face reality and be true to it. You are still a doll."
The heroine muttered softly. What on earth is this, realistic? She looked outside. Outside, there were groups of teenagers, smiling brightly in groups of three or five. There were also people in their twenties, seemingly busy, with small smiles on their faces, clasping hands, and smiling eyes.
"person.."
“You’re just a doll.” Jungkook poked Yeoju’s chest. Only then did Yeoju nod her head shallowly.
"So I'm just a doll? Can't I be special?"
"It's special."
"I want to be special to you, Master."
"..."
"I will try to make myself special."
"...you,"
"So, please pay a little attention and watch over me."
“At least I won’t disappoint you,” the female lead said with a pretty smile.