[TALK] Jeon Jungkook's Wish for His Sister - The Day We Met Again 2
Several tones rang and rang. But the final tone was a cold voice, a man I'd never heard before. It wasn't the warm voice I'd hoped for. A headache gripped me, and I sat down. Will I find you in this vast Daehakro district?
"...As expected. It won't work."
Yes. What power do I have? I sighed deeply and took another step forward. I knew you were too much for me.
"Tutoring? I don't. Don't you know I haven't tutored in two years?"
"....?"
The all-too-familiar voice and tone made me look around frantically. A woman was walking away, carrying a white eco-bag. Her short, bobbed hair swaying as she walked, she looked so much like her. I couldn't believe it, but inside, I prayed she was my teacher.
"hey."
"yes?"
That's right. He looked at me and the hand he had been holding to his ear dropped with a snap. His restless eyes and lips were the same as before.
"...Why did you change your number?"
"jungkook..."
"What am I supposed to do if you just say what you want to say and leave?"
I kept seeing myself in the way you tried to pretend not to cry, even though tears were welling up in your eyes. Standing on a precarious cliff, your face looking as if you were about to fall at any moment. That's how I looked. Living each day without you, I felt like I was dying.
"I canceled my wedding and my trip because of you, teacher."
"Jungkook."
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything."
"...Jungkook, you can't stay here like this."
Several tones rang and rang. But the final tone was a cold voice, a man I'd never heard before. It wasn't the warm voice I'd hoped for. A headache gripped me, and I sat down. Will I find you in this vast Daehakro district?
"...As expected. It won't work."
Yes. What power do I have? I sighed deeply and took another step forward. I knew you were too much for me.
"Tutoring? I don't. Don't you know I haven't tutored in two years?"
"....?"
The all-too-familiar voice and tone made me look around frantically. A woman was walking away, carrying a white eco-bag. Her short, bobbed hair swaying as she walked, she looked so much like her. I couldn't believe it, but inside, I prayed she was my teacher.
"hey."
"yes?"
That's right. He looked at me and the hand he had been holding to his ear dropped with a snap. His restless eyes and lips were the same as before.
"...Why did you change your number?"
"jungkook..."
"What am I supposed to do if you just say what you want to say and leave?"
I kept seeing myself in the way you tried to pretend not to cry, even though tears were welling up in your eyes. Standing on a precarious cliff, your face looking as if you were about to fall at any moment. That's how I looked. Living each day without you, I felt like I was dying.
"I canceled my wedding and my trip because of you, teacher."
"Jungkook."
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything."
"...Jungkook, you can't stay here like this."
"Don't leave me. I'm sorry..."
I've laid it all down. I don't need anything. I just need your love. I need someone to hold me.
"Sister. I don't need money, power, fame, or position. I need you."
"Love me, please..."
*
(Yeoju's perspective)
"Jeon Jungkook... aren't you going home?"
"Do I have to go?"
"...You're the boss."
"Just let me know if you need anything. I guess you're not busy yet."
I was tempted to punch Jeon Jungkook in the face, who was smiling confidently, his face flushed with tears yesterday. But the sound of his phone ringing just then made me stop. Jungkook, who had been talking earnestly on the phone, sat down in front of me and spoke.
"Sister."
"huh?"
"Will you come with me somewhere?"
"Where?"
"I see. I have to break the marriage registration. I'm going to date and get married with you."
I fiddled with the ribbon tied to my blouse to calm my nerves. Soon, we reached a large wall and the car stopped. I got out of the driver's seat first, holding Jungkook's hand as he opened the passenger door where I was sitting.
"...Shall we go back now?"
"Still, I want to stay with you."
"Okay. Let's go."
As the large gate opened, a two-story house appeared, a sight I hadn't seen in ages. It was where I first met Jeongguk. It was where our memories and love began.
"I didn't know Yeoju would be like this."
"...sorry."
"Do you know how important that marriage is to us?"
"sorry."
I had expected it, but I listened quietly to my mother's harsh words. "I can't make up for the damage I caused, so this is all I can do." Jungkook, who had been holding my hand and stroking it, scrambled to his feet, seemingly unwilling to stay any longer.
"Jeon Jungkook. Aren't you going to sit down?"
At his mother's scolding, Jeongguk brushed his hair back in annoyance and smiled coldly.
"Think carefully, Mother. Now, I'm the only one who can take over your family business."
"You've always done what you wanted, so now I'll do what I want."
I've laid it all down. I don't need anything. I just need your love. I need someone to hold me.
"Sister. I don't need money, power, fame, or position. I need you."
"Love me, please..."
*
(Yeoju's perspective)
"Jeon Jungkook... aren't you going home?"
"Do I have to go?"
"...You're the boss."
"Just let me know if you need anything. I guess you're not busy yet."
I was tempted to punch Jeon Jungkook in the face, who was smiling confidently, his face flushed with tears yesterday. But the sound of his phone ringing just then made me stop. Jungkook, who had been talking earnestly on the phone, sat down in front of me and spoke.
"Sister."
"huh?"
"Will you come with me somewhere?"
"Where?"
"I see. I have to break the marriage registration. I'm going to date and get married with you."
I fiddled with the ribbon tied to my blouse to calm my nerves. Soon, we reached a large wall and the car stopped. I got out of the driver's seat first, holding Jungkook's hand as he opened the passenger door where I was sitting.
"...Shall we go back now?"
"Still, I want to stay with you."
"Okay. Let's go."
As the large gate opened, a two-story house appeared, a sight I hadn't seen in ages. It was where I first met Jeongguk. It was where our memories and love began.
"I didn't know Yeoju would be like this."
"...sorry."
"Do you know how important that marriage is to us?"
"sorry."
I had expected it, but I listened quietly to my mother's harsh words. "I can't make up for the damage I caused, so this is all I can do." Jungkook, who had been holding my hand and stroking it, scrambled to his feet, seemingly unwilling to stay any longer.
"Jeon Jungkook. Aren't you going to sit down?"
At his mother's scolding, Jeongguk brushed his hair back in annoyance and smiled coldly.
"Think carefully, Mother. Now, I'm the only one who can take over your family business."
"You've always done what you wanted, so now I'll do what I want."
"You guys figure it out. You'll need me eventually. What do you think?"
*
"Hey, Jeon Jungkook, are you crazy?"
"Huh? What is it?"
"Huh? What is it? You need to get hit."
"Sorry, Jungkook. My hands are a bit too sensitive. I stood Jungkook in front of me, whining every time I slapped his back.
"Hey. But that's not what I meant. Got it?"
"no, I do not want."
"what?"
"Why should I do that?"
"My brother is a doctor, but I can't even study. Why should I be polite to those parents who scolded me for doing such a thing?"
"I didn't want to learn anything, not academics or management. They made me sit down for hours and study, saying they wanted to continue the family business. But I didn't get anything out of it."
"Whenever I was having a hard time and was taking a break, he would come in like a ghost and compare me to my brother again."
"My brother is so smart, so why do you look like that?"
"...jungkook-"
"I told you, I don't need anything else. I just need you."
I was speechless as Jungkook looked down at me with hurt eyes. He'd hated tutoring me when we first met. He'd attended every single one of my classes under the pretense that I was his first love. Now that I knew the truth, I felt so guilty. To me, Jungkook was just a disobedient, unstudying student. He was just another kid with a lot of troubles, just like any other kid.
"...Sorry."
"I need someone who will love me. Someone who won't try to teach me, but will simply love me."
"I'm sorry, Jungkook. I'm sorry."
I comforted Jungkook, who burst into tears at my single apology. I was the one who ended up in his arms because of our unavoidable height difference, but I did my best to comfort him. And I didn't forget to listen to Jungkook's story.
"Did you cry?"
"yes..."
"If things get tough in the future, just cry. Your embrace is wide, Jungkook."
"Don't lie. You're 20 centimeters shorter than me."
"Isn't that poking at a sore spot?"
"It's revenge."
I glared at Jungkook, who was playfully smiling and stroking my hair. He burst out laughing, clutching his stomach, as if he thought it was cute.
"What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at!!!"
*
"Hey, Jeon Jungkook, are you crazy?"
"Huh? What is it?"
"Huh? What is it? You need to get hit."
"Sorry, Jungkook. My hands are a bit too sensitive. I stood Jungkook in front of me, whining every time I slapped his back.
"Hey. But that's not what I meant. Got it?"
"no, I do not want."
"what?"
"Why should I do that?"
"My brother is a doctor, but I can't even study. Why should I be polite to those parents who scolded me for doing such a thing?"
"I didn't want to learn anything, not academics or management. They made me sit down for hours and study, saying they wanted to continue the family business. But I didn't get anything out of it."
"Whenever I was having a hard time and was taking a break, he would come in like a ghost and compare me to my brother again."
"My brother is so smart, so why do you look like that?"
"...jungkook-"
"I told you, I don't need anything else. I just need you."
I was speechless as Jungkook looked down at me with hurt eyes. He'd hated tutoring me when we first met. He'd attended every single one of my classes under the pretense that I was his first love. Now that I knew the truth, I felt so guilty. To me, Jungkook was just a disobedient, unstudying student. He was just another kid with a lot of troubles, just like any other kid.
"...Sorry."
"I need someone who will love me. Someone who won't try to teach me, but will simply love me."
"I'm sorry, Jungkook. I'm sorry."
I comforted Jungkook, who burst into tears at my single apology. I was the one who ended up in his arms because of our unavoidable height difference, but I did my best to comfort him. And I didn't forget to listen to Jungkook's story.
"Did you cry?"
"yes..."
"If things get tough in the future, just cry. Your embrace is wide, Jungkook."
"Don't lie. You're 20 centimeters shorter than me."
"Isn't that poking at a sore spot?"
"It's revenge."
I glared at Jungkook, who was playfully smiling and stroking my hair. He burst out laughing, clutching his stomach, as if he thought it was cute.
"What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at!!!"
"Because you're cute. Because you're cute."
"Don't lie. I don't believe you."
"Don't believe me. I'll still be cute."
"Let's go." Jungkook dragged me into the car, his fists clenched and his anger rising. His destination wasn't home.
"Where are you going?"
"The sea."
"ocean?"
"Yeah. The beach. I really wanted to go there with my sister."
"You're my first love."
I nodded quietly. Yeah. What more could I possibly need? As long as I'm happy, that's all that matters. I grabbed Jungkook's right hand as he drove and intertwined them. The warmth spread through me, making my heart pound. The little boy who'd been hurt by the greed of adults was now by my side. And the fact that I was the one who had touched that little boy's heart was enough.
"Jungkook."
"yes?"
"love you."
"...Yeah. I love you too."
Yes, I'm happy enough with this.
I love you, Jungkook.
Haha... I'm sleepy...
I wonder when this will be uploaded...
It's May 5th...
"Don't lie. I don't believe you."
"Don't believe me. I'll still be cute."
"Let's go." Jungkook dragged me into the car, his fists clenched and his anger rising. His destination wasn't home.
"Where are you going?"
"The sea."
"ocean?"
"Yeah. The beach. I really wanted to go there with my sister."
"You're my first love."
I nodded quietly. Yeah. What more could I possibly need? As long as I'm happy, that's all that matters. I grabbed Jungkook's right hand as he drove and intertwined them. The warmth spread through me, making my heart pound. The little boy who'd been hurt by the greed of adults was now by my side. And the fact that I was the one who had touched that little boy's heart was enough.
"Jungkook."
"yes?"
"love you."
"...Yeah. I love you too."
Yes, I'm happy enough with this.
I love you, Jungkook.
Haha... I'm sleepy...
I wonder when this will be uploaded...
It's May 5th...
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