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2 days later.

*Jungkook's POV*

"Uhm...you look sexy, hyung."

I tried to suppress my laugh, looking at the man sitting in front of me, face to face. He had an irritating kind of look with his eyes narrowed at me.

"I know what you mean, kiddo," he sweeped his long hair back and I pursed my lips, trying to swallow my giggles.

"Aish, this is so irritating." He said, followed by a curse and I sighed heavily before taking a bite of my pizza slice.

"What's wrong? I don't think anyone can even identify you in this." I pointed at his outfit.

"That's why I wanted to test it out. I guess no one is suspicious, right?" He asked, taking a slice and leaning back in his chair.

"Nah hyung. But if you act like this, then they might become suspicious." I looked over at him casually leaning with his legs spread in his black short skirt.

"Shit," he cursed again, "I forgot." With that he maintained his posture, sitting with one smooth leg over the other and brushed his bangs out of his forehead with his thin white fingers.

"God, you're so pale hyung." I giggled. "Anyway, why are you dressed up like a high school girl? Are you perhaps doing rolepl-"

"Shut up or I'm pulling out that damn tongue of yours and tying it to that pole right there."

"I'm sorry!" I wheezed, still not being familiar with my muscular hyung sitting in front of me in a skirt and blouse, with his pretty black hair brushing his shoulders which he would touch every five seconds.

"Stupid Seokjin." He rolled his eyes. "He offered me for this role. He told me there was a girl who had to do some scenes in his series but she got in an accident some days ago. He told me that I look very similar to her and that they're offering a good amount. So I was like, why not."

"Oh yeah, Seokjin hyung is busy shooting for his debut drama series these days." I memorized.

"Exactly. I wanted to test it in public before going to the set. Seems like no one figured that I'm a guy." He smirked.

"Yeah, you're already acting good. You should become an actor as well, Seokjin hyung would love your company." I winked at him, finishing the slice of pizza.

"No thanks, I'd rather jump off a cliff  than act in some stupid drama. Not my cup of tea."

"But you're doing it right now-"

"Situations kiddo, situations." He sighed. "Can you get some coke for me?"

"Will be back." I smiled and got up, pushing my bucket hat on my head. I made my way to the counter and ordered two cokes for us, when I noticed someone's sharp stare at me.

I turned my body at the back, the clear glass of the restaurant offering the view of the sidewalk where I saw a little girl, pushing her face and hands on the glass in a rather creepy way and staring at me, intensely.

Why is she looking at me?

"Yah Jungkook-ah, french fries too!" Yoongi hyung yelled from the furthest corner and I nodded, looking away from the girl and towards the counter.

"Um, add french fries as well." I told the counter service and turned back again, only to find her disappear from her previous spot.

Where did she go now?

Not my concern though...

But why was she looking at me like a creep?

I shrugged and turned back, only to jump when she suddenly appeared in front of me.

When did she even come in!?

"Aish, you scared me." I choked out, "what are you doing here? Where are your parents?"

She didn't say anything, just stared at me with her mouth slightly open.

"Hello? Can you hear me?" I asked again and she blinked her eyes, making me a little confused.

"Do you always wear the same clothes, ahjussi?"

Ahju- what the heck?

"Wh-what do you mean? I'm not an ahjussi! I'm just 20!" I retorted. "Who are you? Where is your mom?"

"I came with my aunt. She is at the shop there." She pointed at a pharmacy across the street through the glass and I crossed my arms. "She told me to get a lollipop from here, but I saw you inside. I have seen you."

The last part horrified me a bit.

Seen you? Where?

"Where did you see me?" I asked, getting a little impatient.

"In unnie's book! She drew you exactly like this. You were wearing the same hat and this black shirt."

Unnie's book?

"I don't remember modelling for any unnie?" I sighed, lowering myself to her eye level.

"But you were there. She drew you really good! I will tell her that I met you once I get back." She smiled, one tooth of the side of her mouth broken which I found quite.... adorable.

"No no, it can't be possible." I shook my head. "What is your unnie's name?"

"I can't tell you. Mom said not to tell strangers about your housemates."

Ah, these manner full kids...

I kept looking at her, trying to remember any detail when I asked anyone to draw me, or vice versa.

But none came to my mind.

"Sir, your order is ready." The counter service called out and I bit my lip, straightening my legs.

But as soon as I turned around with the tray in my hands, she was... gone?

Was she a ghost or something?

"Who was that girl?" Yoongi hyung asked me when I reached our table, my mind also whirling with the same thoughts.

"Don't know, hyung. She said she saw my portrait in her unnie's book." I told him, settling the tray on the surface and taking my seat.

His eyes widened. "Was she your neighbour?"

"Nope, I saw her for the first time."

This little girl was creating a lot of questions in my head that I wanted to solve.

But how?

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*Hana's POV*

Waiting outside of my college was the worst part. Especially after I got famous for attempting suicide.

People stared at me with judging gazes as I gripped the straps of my bag tighter, waiting for my mom to show up. My legs were almost giving out on me after I fainted two days ago, due to lack of nutrition.

I wasn't that weak though...

I was also scared of my results because I wasn't able to study much. It was quite nerve-wracking to write this exam, knowing that I'm not going to perform well.

But I wanted to give my best in these exams, so that my parents would think that I made some progress...but this time, I was physically feeble.

Seems like I'm going to fail... again.

I sighed, ignoring the honks of the car beside me. But then I turned my head around to see Jia waving her hand from the backseat of the cab, smiling at me.

"Oh, you're here." I gave her a small smile and opened the door, my mom seated next to Jia.

"How are you feeling?" Was the first question she asked.

I thought she would ask me if I scored upto passing marks this time.

"Better, but I'm still feeling weak."

"I wouldn't send you to college if it wasn't for your exams. You properly need to rest, as the psychiatrist said," she bit her tongue and I stared at her, confused.

"What did you say?" I asked, though I already knew they were seeing a psychiatrist for me behind my back.

"I meant doctor. Doctor, psychiatrist, they're all same." She gulped and  smiled at me, "anyways I got some protein shakes on my way. Take them."

I nodded and felt Jia touching my wrist where my multiple scars were, and I looked down at her with a faint smile.

"What happened Jia?"

"Unnie, you know..." She looked at my mom before waving her hand for me, signalling to lower my head to her mouth.

I did, and she whispered in my ear, "I met that ahjussi today."

"What? Who?" I whispered back.

"That ahjussi, whom you drew in your secret book. I told him that you made his sketch very nicely." She giggled and all the colours left my face.

Ahjussi? She means she saw...

Jungkook???

Oh no....so she saw those drawings.

"What? Where did you see him?" I asked in a low voice, now feeling anxiety building up inside me.

He's going to think that I'm a creep for drawing him... without his permission...

"In a restaurant near the medicine shop. He was eating pizza with a girl."

With a girl....

Sounds good.

For some reason, I felt a slight pain in my chest, and then I was taken back to that time when I saw him in the wedding ceremony.

He was looking so good back then, minus the horrible frown on his face. He even cried....

And I never contacted him after that...

"But I said it's a secret. Why would you tell him?" I asked her, in a rather annoyed voice.

"I thought he was your friend!" She replied with a frown, her lower lip pushed out into a pout at my sudden strict demeanor.

"He is not my friend." I said, turning my head away and looking out of the window.

"If he was not your friend, why did you draw him unnie?"

Why do kids ask so many questions..!?

"He was my idol, my favourite singer, okay? Don't ask me anything else." I crossed my arms over my chest, letting out a frustrated sigh.

"He was a celebrity!?" She squealed, catching my mom's attention. "Then I would have asked for an autograph!"

"Who, Jia?" Mom asked as she patted her back, smiling.

"Unnie's favourite si-"

"No one, mom. She is just a kid, leave her." I cut her in between, slapping my hand over her mouth. She lightly bit my finger and I hissed, glaring at her. She stuck her tongue out at me.

This girl... I swear...

If mom gets to know that it was Jungkook, then she would tease me all the time.....

Seems like my little secret would spread too fast now...

A/N

I have nothing to say today. Weird.

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Also, Yoonji is here- lmao the idea was random but sksksk.

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