I marched my way back to our house, carefully.

It's a miracle that Jungkook's dad didn't recognize me. I guess I should have put on some artificial facial hair to increase the chances of unfamiliarity. But I don't want to look like an old man, my main goal is to become close with Jungkook and it will become possible if I act like a guy that is around his age.

I have nothing to do today but to sulk at the corner of my room. My eyes landed on the stuff I bought from the café and I instantly groaned.

I thought this day is going to be better than tomorrow, yet it is another time to grab a drink and whine at my failure.

I lay down my bed and stare at the ceiling while I'm busy eating the blueberry cheesecake that I bought. Not bothering if I'm making a mess on my bed.

Did Jungkook forgot that I'm going to visit him today?

Maybe he did.

Because if he really remembered then he would at least look out for a guest to come by their front door, but it was his dad who was guarding it.

I stood up from my bed and walked towards my window. I peeked outside and I can see Jungkook getting dressed.

Is he going somewhere?

Later on, while looking over the window, his dad came in and they both got out of his room. After a few more seconds of observation, Jungkook went out of their house along with his dad who is driving their car.

He did forget.

This made my day a lot more dreadful. I plopped down my bed and went wild like a mad animal. I started rolling over my bed while I whine in dismay.

I want to cry but tears won't fall.

Another meaning that I'm just being childish right now, he can't possibly remember what a stranger told him.

After all, I'm still just a stranger to him, we're not even friends.

That's what I am going to work on.

I grabbed my phone and typed Taehyung's name on the search bar of my Twitter.

Fortunate enough, I instantly found his account and it is public. I know how to stalk without missing any details, I guess that is one of my talents.

While lurking around his account, I realized that his friend looks surreal. He seems to be a handsome actor that girls usually swoon over.

I stumbled upon his tweet that he is going to a party later. Is it the same party where the girls earlier invited me as well?

While scrolling down I saw his post on Jungkook's birthday.

We are finally complete, happy birthday Jungkookie.

That is what the tweet says, it also has four pictures, two pictures of the seven of them and two ridiculous pictures of Jungkook.

I laughed slightly but their photos made me soft. I think it is sad to have a friend that can't go out that much, especially if he got some type of phobia that even just going outside might trigger it.

I saw that Jungkook is tagged at the photo and I immediately went to his profile but it is in private. I grimaced as disappointment brushes all over me.

Should I go to the party and try getting close with his friends?

Without thinking clearly, I grabbed the paper with the girl's number that I crumpled and placed inside my pocket. I immediately dialed the phone number that is written on it.

After three rings someone finally picked up. "Hello?"

"Who is this?" An annoying high pitched voice answered.

"Uhm..." I made my voice sound deeper. "I'm the one who you gave your phone number to, the guy at the café," I explained.

"I don't think I know you." She says through the other line, I rolled my eyes at how poor her memory was.

"I'm the 'cute' guy." I sighed and finally, I heard her squeal. It was earsplitting.

"I'm sorry, I just got excited." I want to end the call, but this is my only chance at knowing the details of that party.

"So, I was thinking about that party, where will it be held?" I asked.

"At our house." She squeaked. "I'll send you the address later, are you coming?"

"Yeah..." I hesitantly replied.

"Okay. I'll see you later!"

"Wait!" I stopped her from ending the call too fast. "Are there going to be a lot of people?"

"Yeah, we're usually packed when I throw parties." She boasts and I pulled a face knowing that she can't see me.

"Okay, see you." She squealed one more time before hanging up. That lady didn't even ask for my name.

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I'm sure I went to the right address. I shift my gaze from my phone where the house address was displayed and to the actual house in front of me.

It's already seven in the evening and I was told that the party is going to start around eight. I think I arrived too early.

The lot is still empty and there are no other person outside except for me.

To make sure, I walked towards the front door and ring the bell. Later on, the same girl who gave me the phone number welcomed me.

Her eyes immediately glittered when she saw me, there are still rollers on her hair and she got some cream on her face. "You're here!" She says.

"Yeah." Is all I managed to say.

Without my consent, she pulled me by the wrist and asked me to sit on the sofa. I am suddenly bombarded with women around my age wearing short shorts and revealing outfits.

Where is Jungkook's friend?

"Am I early?" I ask.

"Yes!" They all answered in unison. God, this is scary.

I tried hard to look comfortable about this situation by leaning over the couch.

I watch all of them prepare for the said party. Sometimes some of them would glance over or even wink at me which sent shivers down my spine.

How can they flirt at someone that open?

Getting bored I glanced over my wristwatch and it's already one minute before eight. I look at the door but no one else is coming in.

"Are the other guest going to be late?" I ask, not sure of who I am even talking to.

"You're our only guest." The girl with a very dark bobbed cut hair said.

"What?!" I shrieked and it caught all of their attention. I think I sounded like a girl.

They just all smiled at me and after a few minutes, they all gathered in front of me. "So sisters who are gonna try him first?" The lady who has dark complexion and skinny body said.

Try him?

What does she mean by that?

Somebody raised their hands and when I looked to see who it is, it is the girl who gave her phone number to me.

The leader-like woman nodded at her and she went to sit on my side later on. Another two hands were raised and the other two girls sat next to me.

The leader-like woman of this cult suddenly blew a whistle and the three women beside me started placing their hands on my body.

"What are you doing?" I nervously asked.

The girl on my side suddenly scoots closer and whispered something in my ear. "You'll love it." She says and then she bites my earlobe making me wince in pain.

The woman on my left started rubbing her hand on my stomach and I can feel it going down further.

Once I realized what their intentions are, I got up on my feet and they were all surprised.

This isn't a party, it's a trap.

Before they can even stop me, I run as fast as I could outside this hellhole and run as far as I can from it.

When I got away and felt that I'm too tired to run for more, I sit on the pavement, with my knees bend and I bury my face on it.

Why are they like that?

My body betrays me when my eye jerks a tear.

All I just wanted was to be friends with Jungkook by being close with his friends as well, but this is what I get. I'm such an idiot.

"Hey." Someone spoke.

I look up to see who it is, and my body jolt in surprise. It is one of Jungkook's friends, the tallest man in their group.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

This is not how a man should act. I stand up and greeted him like nothing happened. "Yeah, I'm okay, I'm just taking a break." I lied and laughed at myself.

He joined me shortly after that. "Hi, I'm Deonne." I reached for his hand.

"I'm Namjoon, it's nice to meet you." He shakes my hand and smiles at me, his dimples were showcased and I think it's cute.

He is cute.