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“Ah… I’m sorry if it felt that way, it wasn’t particularly uncomfortable…”
Even at this very moment, watching Jungkook scratch the back of his head with a look of discomfort on his face as he spoke, I felt a sense of doubt. Jungkook was clearly uncomfortable with me. Perhaps it was because I had revealed too much about my feelings, but unlike me, I continued to regret the past.
After Namjoon's incident, I resolved not to waste my present and future by dwelling on the past. However, judging by the efforts I've made to catch Namjoon, my motto has been shattered. But if I don't catch Namjoon, it's clear that both I and Jungkook will suffer. To prevent other victims, this is a necessary choice.
While I was lost in my own thoughts, Jeongguk, who had long since drifted away from me, reached out his hand. I knew it was for support, but my heart trembled. Nevertheless, I didn't take his hand. Walking alone was difficult with my damaged body. One of the high heels I'd used to hit the culprit was gone, and even the other was a mess. My leg was already injured, and I couldn't walk without high heels, but with them, I felt like I'd collapse. But taking them off would mean a future where they'd all be scraped against the asphalt, just like my right foot, so I couldn't make a hasty decision.
Finally, unable to stand by and watch, Jeongguk lifted me up. I panicked and tried to struggle, causing me to fall down with Jeongguk, who had lost his balance. Jeongguk let out a low groan, and I, panicked, tried to get up, only to collapse again in the sudden pain. Jeongguk, feeling his weight on the floor, stood up and spoke.
“I told you not to struggle, you’d fall…”
“If you hug them so suddenly, who wouldn’t kick and struggle…!”
“Your face is close, and it’s so… right?”
“What, I didn’t think of that. I just thought Seyun was a patient.”
“Did Seyun react that way because she thought of me as a man?”