"Goooooooood morning Ms. Kim!'' A cheery voice says as the door opens, revealing a happy-go-lucky Im Jihye. Behind her is Yoo Yejun, the other person part of their team.

"Ms. Kim, nice to see you again," Yejun smiles as Kyungmi stands from her seat and they share a hug. They weren't able to meet yesterday because it was Yejun's day off. Nonetheless, he is now here, all rested.

"It feels so nice to have us here again in this room," Yejun acknowledges.

"I agree. This room wasn't used for a year," Jihye adds.

"You guys handled yourselves very well even though we're in New York handling other business."

"And yet, you guys are still not married," Yejun crosses his arms, eyeing Kyungmi, especially the diamond ring on her ring finger. Kyungmi shifts under her seat, unsure what to reply.

They were about to get married... They were already doing the preparations... However, when she started having those dreams. She finds herself delaying everything. One of the delays is her going back to Korea.

"Gosh Mr. Yoo, obviously she went back here to Korea to pick me up," Jihye jokes, rolling her eyes in an attempt of making the atmosphere lighter. Kyungmi chuckles while Jihye adds, "After working with BTS we'll fly back to NYC and get her married, don't worry." She smiles smugly making Yejun huff.

"You'll be coming as well oppa if that enlightens your mood," Kyungmi refers to Yejun as oppa, indicating this is now a casual conversation.

"Back to work please," Yejun eyes the woman dressed in expensive clothes. "Kyungmi?"

"Right," Kyungmi clears her throat before sitting on the couch in the room. The other two follow, Jihye sitting beside Kyungmi on the couch while Yejun sits on the chair by the door. The usual sitting arrangement.

"Wait," Jihye says, making everyone pause. She stands up and drags Kyungmi to sit on the chair near the big desk. Meanwhile, she also drags Yejun to sit beside her on the couch. "Much better," the woman murmurs.

"Unnie, this seat belongs to—"

"But you're the one heading this meeting. I think you should sit there," she says winking.

But...

"Father! He is innocent! How can he—" the princess tries to reason out to the king. The king walks away, however his robes are getting tugged by his child.

He gives a deadly glare to his daughter.

"He's part of a clan that can destroy our family. Our dynasty, Kyungmi. You know this. You know your place.

An uncomfortable feeling erupts inside of Kyungmi. She feels sick to her stomach and she feels her chest tighten. Tears start to form in her eyes but they don't fall. She stares at Jihye deep in the eyes.

"No," she firmly states.

"This isn't my place," she says before standing up, demanding the two to go back to the sitting arrangement before.

The ill feeling inside of her starts to fade. She's now okay...

That vision was new for sure, and it made the woman feel more curious about what is happening to her.

I'll visit father today, she makes mental notes. Maybe she can elicit some answers if she has a talk with him.

Once she gets herself sorted, her attention goes back to her colleagues. However, their faces are full of concern and confusion.

"Is everything alright Kyungmi?" Yejun asks.

"Indeed Mr. Yoo," formal language... "Shall we go on with the meeting?"

The two get the message. Yejun nods, "Yes Ms. Kim."

"The production crew designated for the meaning on BTS's album have sent what they're expecting for the albums' cover," Jihye says handing sheets of paper to Kyungmi.

"Wait... albums?"

"Yes, they're working on a three part series revolving around the Chinese idiom 起承轉結 (qǐ chéng zhuǎn hé)," she explains briefly as Kyungmi skims through the papers.

"From my research, the idiom roughly says "to start over". I think It's the chinese counterpart of 기승전결" (giseungjeongyeol)."

Kyungmi nods, a familiar phrase ringing a bell. "기승전결" (giseungjeongyeol) meaning "logical process of introduction, development, turn and conclusion."

"Oh, and we also asked the BTS members themselves on what they think would suit the album covers." Jihye adds, handing a piece of paper.

"RM suggests the themes to be consistent all throughout," says the same woman as Kyungmi reads what is written on the paper.

Kyungmi flips the page to 'Jin' only to see a blank sheet of paper. She flips again to see a blank for 'Suga', 'JHope'...

Kyungmi raises an eyebrow to the pair beside her.

"Not all the members were available so..." Yejun reasons out.

"V suggests maybe simple pictures for the cover can be good." Jihye butts in, as Kyungmi flips 2 pages and reads what V had written.

She then flips another and...

"Jungkook says flowers. He says he's attracted to roses for a while. He thought maybe we can put that." Kyungmi reads what is written on the paper. Along with it. A small doodle of a rose drawn in the paper.

I... like roses, a small voice mutters in her head.

Kyungmi shakes her head to get rid of the feeling like her heart is breaking. She once again was feeling again what she felt earlier. She felt ill, and her body was not in her control. Her hand moving on it's own as it touches the neatly drawn rose on the paper.

Why can't I control myself?

I'm the one in charge here.

Her body snaps from being unruly. "When will we be meeting them as a group?" she inquires.

"Tomorrow."

---

The princess' eyes never left a person. However, that person's gaze shift towards the floor not wanting to see the dead bodies of his relatives.

His aunties... uncles... cousins... they're all dead.

This is not the end, Jungkook... he silently chants to himself, trying to overcome the scared boy inside. This is just a beginning towards an ending.

"Move!" he sees his brother get beaten as they are forced to walk towards what will kill them.

The once famous loved boy takes his steps on the tree stumps, his eyes now searching for the princess'.

An executioner fits Jungkook's head into the rope.

"This is what happens when you commit treason!" the king announces to the crowd.

This might be my fate in this lifetime, but I can still finish it in the next.

He opens his mouth, his brown doe eyes sparkling. "I love you Kim Kyungmi..."

Thump!

Jungkook feels his feet dangling from the ground. He tries to catch air but his airways are blocked. The man starts to choke, bits of tears involuntarily coming out of his eyes. Though his eyes never leave hers, he wants her to be the last thing she gazes upon before he dies—before he leaves her.

The only beauty in his eyes. The one who made him appreciate roses. His rose...

He sees a tear rushing down her cheek. The last frame. His last breath.

---

Same dream. Same ending. A tear dropping from Kyungmi's eye.

"How long have you been sleeping here, Kyungmi?"

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