Yesngkook: Where are you going?
Yeoju: I have plans. And didn't you say we shouldn't talk at work?
Jungkook: I heard everything. But how could I let you go like that? Right?
Yeoju: And what about you?!
You've done worse, you know?! I...!
Just when I was about to raise my voice at Jungkook, almost on the verge of tears,
Tae-hyung must have seen me being held back by him from afar.
He ran towards me and asked if I was okay.
Tae-hyung: Yeoju! Are you okay? What's wrong?
Yeoju: Ah... I'm fine. Let's have lunch.
Jungkook: Excuse me, can't you see I'm talking to her?
Ugh… my head hurts. Why is she acting like this now?
Seriously, what an idiot.
Is it always "I can, but you can't"?
Jungkook seemed really upset, and I couldn't help but notice.
Because with him, I'm always the one who loses out.
Tae-hyung: I invited her first. You can talk to her later.
I worked hard to get this lunch with her—
I'm not going to quit now, am I?
We're leaving. Every second is precious to me.
He gently took my wrist so it wouldn't hurt and pulled me out.
Jungkook's expression was... honestly, unforgettable.
This was the moment when the silent war between Tae-hyung and Jungkook began.
The place Tae-hyung took me to was a small pasta restaurant.
To be honest, Jungkook was still on my mind.
To say that I wasn't thinking about him would be a lie.
But for Tae-hyung, who brought me here,
I wanted to forget—at least for a moment—
the pain that Jungkook had caused me.
Tae-hyung: Is there anything you'd like to eat?
Yeoju: Mmm... I'm going to order carbonara! You order something too.
Tae-hyung: Then I'll order the same.
After we placed the order, a brief silence fell between us.
Well, we met yesterday, and it wasn't exactly under the best circumstances.
I must have looked a little uncomfortable, so Tae-hyung tried to lighten the mood.
Tae-hyung: What kind of things do you like, Yeoju?
Yeoju: What kind... what type?
Tae-hyung: Hobbies. What kind of hobbies do you enjoy?
Yeoju: I like watching movies and listening to music.
Tae-hyung: Then we should watch a movie together sometime.
Yeoju: What...?
Tae-hyung: Oh, did I go too far? Sorry!
Here, use this napkin.
Yeoju: No, it's fine. Thank you.
I was so surprised that I spat out the water.
Tae-hyung, as if nothing was wrong, gave me a napkin.
Right at that moment, our carbonara arrived.
We said "Let's eat!" and we started eating.
I don't really mind eating fancy food,
So he probably looked like he was slurping the noodles with his chopsticks.
Maybe I looked funny—she stopped to eat and just looked at me.
Yeoju: ...Why?
Tae-hyung: I like the way you eat. You look happy doing it.
Yeoju: Yes, at most, right?
Tae-hyung: Haha, you have something on your face.
And then... he reached out and wiped the corner of my lips with his fingers.
It was hard to get used to.
But I tried not to notice.
Even now...
Why does Jungkook keep coming to my mind?
Yeoju: Thank you, Tae-hyung.
Tae-hyung: You're welcome. Eat slowly, or you might get a stomach ache.
As I said that, I felt a tingle—but only for a moment.
What if the person sitting in front of me right now… was Jungkook?
Is he having lunch now?
As I drifted off, staring blankly and thinking about him—
The door to the pasta restaurant opened...
See you in Part 5! :)