"Because I wanted to be better. Better than anyone."

I lied.

I had to.

"What?" he snarled. He squinted his already puffy eyes and gave me a look. A look which said to explain things to him further. I'm lying again. God help me now.

"I-I wanted to be a good student. My.....My parents always compared me with you all. I just...I didn't know I was so driven. I wanted to make them happy and all. Your actions just gave me a reason to do all of this Jungkook....oppa." I didn't forget to add that tag to his name.

Looks like I've made up a good lie. He seemed to buy it, completely.

He looked down and a single tear cascaded his cheek halfway and falling off on his back of the hand.

I'm sorry Jungkook. I'm not the one for you, neither you for me. I'm doing this for us. I have to remind myself of that before I do something stupid enough to get us back together.

And did I mention how badly I want to wipe that off?

Fisting my hands and taming them to my will, I slowly got up.

"It's breakfast time Jungkook. Get ready. Take your time, it's alright." I'm a fool.

I didn't see him coming out of the room since days, not even for breakfast. I saw Tae and Jimin oppa carrying some food into their shared room, but it came back out cold.

Anyways, I shrugged slightly and started walking towards the door.

I heard loud footsteps which made me to turn around but a chest crashes into my face. His hands tightly secured around me, made a tear betray me and fall on his shirt.

I had no other option. I hugged him back, equally tighter as he was reaching out to squeeze me more into him.

It all felt like those good old days.

Those golden times when we used to cuddle in the car way back home. That time when we held hands together wherever we used to go, even in the palace. And such an abundance of fluffy, innocent PDA.

I wailed in his arms.

"Don't lie to me ever again Y/n. It hurts" he said plainly. So funny that he caught me so easily. Now it was my turn to squeeze him in my arms. I might break a few ribs and he, mine.

Suddenly my feet are in the air, my eyes are closed and warm, moist and salty lips are on mine.

I wanted to kiss him back, very badly. But I remembered my words.

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"Jungkook forget everything that happened between us. It was all in the past. I-I can't have the heart to forgive you Jungkook, just yet. Time will come and I know that. But we can still be friends, just like before, before it all started. Or wait! I can be your sister!"

👑

Yes. I do regret saying that. But again, I don't want to get hurt. What if he will repeat his mistakes again?

I'm sure I won't be that strong enough to face that.

I smiled sadly at him as he parted, and looked at me with a mixture of disappointment and sadness.

"I-I can't Jungkook. Let's just be the way we used to be before it all had started. Let's go back to our carefree, jolly life, as friends, as brother and sister...."

He look at me as if he saw a ghost, but that faded away as fast as it came.

He has enough puzzle pieces given for him to give him a reason why I'm not willing to take him back in my life. And I hope he understands. The worst fact is, I don't want him to change.

I've heard a lot about him. He's not a goody two shoes at the campus.

He's the one and only bad guy, Jeon Jungkook.

I have my resources.

I tried to pry his arms off me, but to no avail. He has frozen in his place.

"Ju-Jungkook? It's uncomfortable. Leave me" I wriggled hard in his arms, pushing his chest, and even started punching it.

"Don't make me do this to us, Y/n" I stood frozen now. His voice....it was laced with anger.

"Wha-what do you mean? Jungkook you're holding me too tight! Ah!" his fingers are digging into my skin.

Just then.....

"Jungkook!! Leave her alone!" Mrs.Kim shouted.

He didn't even flinch at her harsh tone. Instead, he was still glaring at me, anger filling up to the brim.

Can he just tell me what did I do?

"Oh my god! Jungkook!" Queen Somi was hitting his arms but it just made things worst. A painful cry left from my mouth as that area was surely bruised by his grip.

After all the scene, he yeets me away and runs out.

I whimper, strangled cries leaving me as I cover my mouth. I did not see this coming.

"Are you okay dear?" Jennie ahjumma asked me, caressing my hair smoothly. I just shook my head and wailed.

"I-I thought t-things will get better!" I screamed, but it only came out as blurry words cause of my hoarse voice.

"I'm so sorry Y/n honey. I didn't bring him up to become like this..." her head was down with shame. I wiped my eyes and hugged her, telling her to be careful of my freshly made wounds.

"Let's get this cured first Y/n. I can imagine how bruised it might be cause there is some blood there." wow....

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"Good afternoon baby sis!" Jimin came in skipping like the small midget he is, of course throwing his bag on the couch.

I was sleeping at the other couch at the corner of the room, head leaning on my mom's lap.

The chicken jumps on me, and I cry in pain as the bruise was ruptured against the couch again.

"Whoa whoa! What happened!?! Y/n? Are you okay!?" he exclaimed as he got off me and began checking me.

"I....uh fell down the stairs, on my back. It's nothing big oppa." I gave him a smile as I sat up carefully.

"Aish! You should be careful Y/n! Thank god you didn't hit your head or you'll forget all of us!" he joked.

I wish that would come true oppa...

"Hey! Where is this guy?" Taehyung has his eyebrows knitted as he looked at me.

He hasn't come back since he ran off.

We didn't even bother for searching for him. I felt bad.

"I'm here!~"