L A L I S A

Here I am with Jungkook once again, under the eerie darkness of the night; tonight was a no moon night. I found it very strange, the darkness. It just seemed so unusual to me, how twilight fades as blackness drapes over the sky, contrasted by the bright, warped imagery of the stars that illuminated the moonless sky, as if they danced along creating unique patterns.

"You look worried. What's the matter?" Jungkook called out, pulling me out of my reverie. He was sitting beside me, on the park bench, throwing some pebbles onto the river from a distance.

"Nothing, just a few things running in the back of my head."

"Lie. I can see, something's bothering you, because you would've looked me in the eye and not up in the dark." By now, Jungkook had his upper torso facing me, his eyes scrutinizing my every detail that made me feverish under his gaze.

"Okay so Mr Genius, did you get the reason you were looking for? It's quite hilarious the way you were staring at me, as if you were a forensic and I, a dead body." I joked, but he didn't seem to get it.

"Ha, you wish otherwise." I heard him talk to himself before he turned back to face me again.

"So are you telling me-"

"Okay, okay. I will. Stop analyzing me like that please." I paused, before heaving out a sigh. "I don't know if this is really something I should be stressing about, it's my life lately."

"What about it?" Jungkook now sat with his arms crossed, waiting for an explanation.

"My mother, my cousins, my friends, the people around me...they seem different, their attitude towards me has changed. They're pampering me with lots and lots of extra care."

"Isn't that a thing to celebrate about? You're that one attention seeker after all."

"You snitch, is this how you think about me! I'm not one of those petty women wanting to be the center of attention all the time." I hit him playfully with my elbow as he snickered, before allowing me to continue.

"Take some of these people for example. Mom has been dangerously overprotective for me, she doesn't let me go around and I have to always seek permission if I step out of the house. Then Baek oppa. I find him following me back home from work at the library, to the grocery store and I find it extremely creepy to keep up with the stalker attitude of his, even though I pretend to not notice it."

"Have you ever tried to ask him why he's doing it?"

"N-no. I mean it's a very silly reason." I replied, shaking my head in disapproval. "I met Eunha the other day, when I went to get some snacks for us."

"How is she?"

"She did say she's doing good, but seemed pretty off. She was extremely sorry for my loss and repeatedly showed concern for just a minor injury, even freaked out a bit when I asked her to come hangout with us, she declined nevertheless."

A period of brief silence followed after, before Jungkook finally decided to draw a conclusion.

"Maybe Eunha, your mother and everyone else is right. You shouldn't be stressing a lot, it can impact your mental health and the injuries even more. I would suggest you to stay indoors too, you should stop coming to see me, Lisa." He halted, biting his lower lip.

"What? Why! Is everything making you mad? Am I...am I making you mad?! Answer me Jungkook."

"You said you need your mother's permit in everywhere you go. Does she know that you sneak out to meet me every night?"

"N-no. But think about it, she'll never let me go out and come see you again if she finds out about it." My reasoning wasn't justified for him anyway.

"Why are you so desperate to meet me Lisa? Give me an honest answer." The stare in his eyes explained it all; he was dead serious.

"Ofcourse, why shouldn't I be? You're...you're special to me. Someone I look up to, for sharing my griefs, my happiness, my secrets. You're my bestfriend Jungkook." I tried to give an honest answer, but it just drowned him into a pool of sorrowness, even more.

"Yeah right, we're bestfriends, nothing more." He whispered under his breath.

"You're lying to your mother and I blame myself for it. I feel selfish for making you stay for me, when I should've gone long back." He put a strain on his voice before breaking off the eye contact with me.

"W-what do you mean, Jungkook? D-didn't y-you say you will be here for a long time, when we met by the fountain?" I wasn't believing any of this, was my mind playing games with me?

"I did say so. But Lisa, I don't really have much time to spare here. I may or may not be away, very soon."

"T-till w-when?" I asked in a broken tone.

"Maybe till the coming new year, which falls days after Christmas. After that you might not see me again."

I just nodded, gulping down all of my emotions down. Christmas itself was in two days. It was a conflict of the mind and the heart. I was okay even if he didn't share where or maybe why he was headed to because;

I didn't want him to leave in the first place. The thought itself just rips my heart apart.

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It was already two in the morning as we talked. Jungkook decided to walk me home, but on the way back my clumsy self found another crazy excuse to stumble over a stone and I fell on the ground with a thud.

"Oh my god Lisa, are you okay?" Jungkook worriedly asked as I reached my hand out to him.

"Help me out!" I called, but his response was weird. He awkwardly just stood there, not knowing what to do. Stretching his head with the oversized hoodie that now hid his hands, he sarcastically rebuked.

"Why don't you try getting up on your own, using your arms and legs?" The arms of his hoodie shook uncontrollably, he was concerned but the same time a guilt crawled up on his face.

Whenever I hurt myself or I was on my period, Jungkook would make sure to rush to the nearest pharmacy and the convenience store to get painkillers, chocolates or plasters. I remember, when he would comfort me by soothing the bruised area by running a hot water bag over it and give me a hug warm hug.

Something about him tonight just didn't feel right;  maybe he was sad to break out the news of him moving away.

But why was he acting this way?

J U N G K O O K

(A/N: first Jungkook POV!)

All I could just do was to hopelessly stare at her, struggling to get up by herself. It pained my heart to see her teary eyes, the smile that faded away as she scoffed at my ridiculous reply.

"Wow, I see the weather has conjured your delicate heart, ain't so?" Lisa muttered as she slowly got up, rubbing her palms and arms from the dust.

"Well, seems like it."

"Its not funny stupid! I was expecting you to help me!"

"Tsk. I was just testing you, will you really spend your entire life depending on me, on others for the simplest things? You're already 24, it's high time you should take care of yourself. What will you do when I'm gone, sit there in middle of the crosswalk and mourn till eternity?!" I poured in some stubbornness as I said so, as her eyes twitched unbelievably.

"What even....if you just wanted to stand there like a douchebag and laugh at my deliberately clumsy actions, you should've already rejected my plea to help. But oh look, you had to overshadow it all by your vacuous, nonchalant remarks which obviously have nothing to do with everything going on." She was definitely pissed off, responding with arrogance as she collected herself.

"Let me walk-"

"No need to show your counterfeited care, I can carry from here by myself!" She hollered as she turned back and walked in the path that led to her home, rather limping along the way.

"At least ask someone to do a first aid, your elbow is bleeding." I suggested but she continued to ignore it all.

I looked down at my miserable hands.

They were disappearing.

And as I had known, soon enough the effect would proliferate of what was now left of my body.

If only I would've told you everything earlier, maybe I wouldn't stay attached here for long.

And little did I realize, I was already crying.