2. The Interview
Jungkook
He could not believe he was doing this.
That one, single statement had knocked around in his head for the past week nonstop, because he was still at a disbelief; he was really going to go through with a matchmaking process. He had always, always looked down on such professions. And now, stood at the doorstep of the nefarious new matchmaker he felt like an absolute hypocrite. Raking his hand through his hair, he took in a breath before holding his thumb down on the buzzer until someone spoke through the speaker.
"Miss Seo speaking. Do you have an appointment?"
"Um, my name is Jeon Jungkook? My friend actually called you earlier this week to arrange this session-"
"Who's your friend?"
"Kim Taehyung, he was actually a former client of yours.
"Yes he did call me, and he's covered the cost of expenses. Come in, the door should be unlocked now."
On cue, a 'click' followed her words, and Jungkook followed her instructions by making his way into the small building. The waiting room was empty, with untouched pink recliners and magazines. He scoffed to himself as he walked through the room, his boots thumping loudly against the wooden flooring. He found a small hallway with a staircase and a unisex bathroom, so he made his way up the steps to an office door situated on the second floor.
Okay, he was really doing this.
Dragging his knuckles up to the wooden door, he knocked lightly.
"Come in!"
He opened the door and took a step into the office, which was surprisingly light and open with a beige couch and armchairs. A lady with short, red hair smiled at Jungkook as he took a seat in front of her desk, and they shook hands. "You must be Jungkook, my name is Seo Jiwoo."
"Um, yeah I'm Jungkook. My friend said you're pretty popular but downstairs is pretty empty."
"Ah yeah, that's because nowadays people tend to apply to my matchmaking services online. Most of the time I'm booked on weekends but today's a Tuesday, which is normally a working day. Are you unemployed or...?"
"No, I work in the same company as Taehyung. He's in sales and I'm a product manager."
"I see..."
"Yeah."
"So, shall we begin?" Jiwoo smiled again, bringing her elbows onto her desk and pulling out a sheet of paper, while Jungkook remained still, eyeing her cautiously. "I'm going to ask you some questions about your preferences, is that alright?"
"Sure. By preferences, you mean...?"
"Any physical attributes or personality traits you prefer."
"Ah okay. Sure..."
The suited lady gazed up ever so slightly to catch Jungkook's eye, her expression questionable from above her paperwork. "Is something the matter?"
"Um, no, I mean, I'm only here to try this out you know. My friend more or less kinda' forced me into this."
"So, you'd rather not be here?"
Jungkook nodded. "Yeah...no offense or anything."
"I see. Keep in mind that any questions I ask help me to build up a picture of who I think you are as a person Mr Jeon, okay?"
He sighed. "Fire away."
"Do you have a specific eye or hair color which you prefer?"
"Not really."
"How about a racial preference?"
He scowled. "Of course not. Although maybe being korean would help since it's the only fluent language I know."
"How about height? Would you prefer if he or she is taller or smaller than you?"
Jungkook frowned. "She. Smaller."
"Hmm...where would 'she' stand financially in comparison to you? Does it matter who earns more?"
"No, money is money."
"How would you describe the perfect 'woman'?"
Why does she keep putting emphasis on female related words? "She would be kind, smart, compassionate, cute but sexy, physically fit, supportive yet competitive, and did I mention sexy?"
"That's quite specific. Are all of those a must?"
"Absolutely."
There is no way in hell that she's finding the perfect match for me.
"Okay, I've written down your basic preferences. Now I'd like you to tell me about yourself."
"Myself?"
Jiwoo set aside her paper. "Yes. How would you describe your love life?"
Jungkook smirked. "Well, my sexual life is regular, consistent. My love life...I don't believe in love so, I guess you could say it's non-existent."
"You don't believe in love Mr Jeon?"
"No."
"How come?"
He folded his arms against his chest. "I just don't."
"I need you to tell me so I can get as much information as possible."
"I'm sorry but I'd rather not talk about it."
"Can I make a guess?"
He frowned. "I mean, sure."
She leant back in her chair with her fingers interlaced and planted on her knee. "I reckon as a child you underwent some kind of psychological trauma involving your parents maybe, and this affected your views on romance and relationships. I don't think you've ever even entered into a relationship, and although you come across to me as someone who is not committed to one person, you do come across as honest and I wouldn't view you as a cheater. I'd even go the extra length and say that you would seem like a loyal partner, however despite your claim to not be tied down by love or a significant other it isn't the commitment which scares you about relationships, but maybe of allowing someone into your life and them getting to know who you are as a person, which requires the process of breaking down mental and emotional barriers which you aren't prepared to do."
Jungkook swallowed. What..."Did, did Tae tell you anything or..."
"Nothing, by law he isn't allowed to disclose personal information about you to me unless you are in any sort of danger."
"..." His heart was beating faster than usual. What had just happened?
"So, would you agree with my statement?"
"He...definitely didn't say a word to you? About me."
"Jungkook, I base an analysis off of the information you give me before, and during an interview. I had more to work with from what you emailed, about what do for a living and what you do in your spare time."
"Miss Seo...that was still too accurate for someone who only asked me a few questions," he replied, with hints of suspicion tracing his tone.
The matchmaker only shifted her eyes from the paper to his own, and she smiled. This time, coyly. "My matchmaking skills are even more accurate. So please, look forward to our next session Mr Jeon."
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