After breaking out of my trance, I push Jungkook away with force. He eyes me with amusement, the pit of my stomach on fire from the apparent kiss.

His look of amusement hinted me that something was wrong. A wave of realisation then hits me, crashing against my very being. He lied.

"...There isn't really a curse, is it?" I clenched my fists in perpetual frustration. "You've tricked me again."

"You're a bit late to notice." He tilts his head in a victorious stance. His smug smirk remains plastered on his lips, undeniably making me even more hot-headed.

"And what exactly do you want?" I raise my voice slightly. "I need this ring off. I have someone I've set my eyes on."

As soon as I mention about Jaegyu, Jungkook's eyes flared, the mellows of his eyes turning a fiery red. He tilts his head to the side, with raised brows. "You can go ahead and pursue him. But that will still take you back here-with me."

"...I'm going to take this ring off, if it's the last thing I'll do!" I declared, before turning to leave.

As I headed for the door, I turn back to glance at him one last time- only to be greeted with mysterious smile. His eyes flared with intent and slight anticipation, as if he's ready for me to be back...soon.

I quickly grabbed the door knob and closed the door behind me.

"That was intense." I murmur.

........

"

Yena?"

My mind whirls into the normal world as soon as my name was called. I feel a gentle touch on my shoulder, nudging me to turn to its direction.

The head nurse exhales a long winded sigh as she locks eyes with me. "Quit dreaming. Do some work, won't you?"

"Yes, Ma'm." I responded sheepishly, bowing my head.

Being a trainee nurse wasn't easy. Especially when you have a hot doctor in your premises. Speaking of which, where is Jaegyu?

"Have you seen Jaegyu?" I ask the head nurse, and she sighs again.

"He's in the office." She states matter-of-factly, before moving on to the next room.

I watch closely as she disappears from the scene, before making my move across the corridor. I headed to the office to find him-only for my heart to fall to the depths of my soul.

Kim Jaegyu.

He's propped on his seat, with a female nurse on his lap. They presumably flirt with each other as she plants loving kisses down his neck, a seductive move that seemed to flare his lust. My hands begin to shake, not knowing what to make of this scene.

My eyes shut tightly, and my throat begins to burn. It's nothing. He's just flirting- I tell myself, but nothing seems to work.

Work, for the rest of the day, became a chore.

I quickly finish my duties, wanting to head home. But even then, the skies weren't on my side. Grey clouds begin to overcast the buildings and rain droplets started to fall, blanketing the city.

I trudged emotionlessly along the road back home, eyes beginning to water. Jaegyu. I guess I really liked him.

As I made my way past the rundown shops and alleyways, I notice a figure propped against the graphite, black clothes blending in to the night.

Stepping closer, I took a better look at the figure, and....

"Jung....kook...?" my voice was soft against the roaring rain.

Jungkook adorns full black attire that was torn slightly, seemingly by someone. Bruises littered his inked skin and a deep cut slashes across his face, blood running down his body onto the rain-filled ground.

"Jungkook, can you hear me?" I immediately crouched down beside him as soon as I examined his condition. "Stay with me!"

His eyelids begin to pry open, and he answers weakly, breath hitched.

"I'm going to take you to the hospital." I say as I try to carry him up.

"No...." He replies, heaving hard. "I can't go to the hospital. Just leave me here."

"But I can't leave you here in this condition!"

"Leave it...I'll take care of..." He breaths heavily, trying his best to talk.

Ignoring his statement, I begin to drag him towards the direction of my house. Jungkook seems to lean over to the side from the pain.

"Hang on, I'll help you soon..." my voice was laiden with worry. He nods.

Trying the best that I could, I placed him gently onto my bed, before getting a towel to dry him up. However, he was bleeding so much that I had to use the towel to compress the wound.

Jungkook watches closely as I remove his shirt, tending to his wounds with care. I bandage him around his badly bruised torso, making sure it was properly executed. God. I wasn't sure why my heart seems to break at the sight of his injuries- maybe it was the medical side of me, but a certain deja vu tells me otherwise.

"...Why did you bring me to your house?..." Jungkook suddenly pulls me to his chest, eyes flaring with curiosity.

"Because you were injured." I reply.

"How do you know I won't do anything to you?" His eyes stare intently at me- I shudder.

"You're...you're not that kind of person." I answer, lips trembling.

"But what if I am?" Jungkook murmurs, slowly resting his lips on my neck, breath against my skin.

"What if....I'm a monster..."

"And I'm obsessed with everything about you?"

A/N: god this new chapter took me ages