5| Shopping gone wrong.

The old woman sighs, tired of the girls hugging her for half an hour. "Girls, get off me." She claims, trying to push them off her. "Grandma, you came after so long. Let us be." Hana whines, her clasp getting tighter than before.

She closes her eyes, trying to find a way to sit in peace. "I have to pee." Hana and Jennie smirked looking at each other. "We know what you're trying to do granny," Jennie says, nudging her. "Ah! Stubborn weirdos. I'm tired." Their mouth forms in 'o' shape. They never thought about that.

Hana stands up, looking at the old but fit lady who was looking like in her mid 30's while she was actually in her mid 40's. "Granny, should I prepare the room for you?" She shakes her head, her hand going left to right. "No need. I'm not tired."

"But you just said—"

"She was lying."

"Haha, see Jennie knows."

"Granny, you fooled me!" Hana stomps her feet on the ground, pouting. "Hana, don't whine okay? She came after years. We should celebrate." Granny nods, sitting with her back straight, looking at Hana expectantly.

Hana eyed her granny, then Jennie, then granny, then Jennie, her gaze going back and forth between them. "What do you guys want from me?" She states in a curious tone, knowing something was up with these two. They both giggles, shouting. "SHOPPING!" Hana groans, rejecting the idea.

"No! Not shopping! Why do you guys love shopping so much? It's a hassle!! I used to like shopping but now I hate it because of you!" Jennie grabs her left hand and grandma grabs her right hand.

"Don't you love your grandma?" Jennie claims. "Yeah, can't you do that for me?" Hana sighs, pinching her nose bridge, done with these two blackmailings her. "Okay–" They both shout, bump fisting.

[1 hour later]

Hana groans, pushing her feet forward with force. She pants, wiping her sweat with the back of her hand. "I'm...tired!" She sobs, keeping the bags from falling. "I'm tired!" She yells, gaining the attention of two women who were excited and engaged in their own conversation leaving Hana to pick up their all bags.

"Hm? You're tired already?" Jennie questions, pushing her channel cat eye sunglasses back. Hana scoffs, shaking her head. "Yeah, because I'm the one who's suffering, not you." Jennie rolls her eyes, muttering 'whatever' in her breath.

"Go and take rest baby. We will come back soon." Grandma smiles, pitying her Grand-daughter but shopping comes first. "Thanks....peasants." They ignore her and run to the Gucci shop.

Hana inhales a long breath, sitting on the bench provided for resting. "Thank God or else I would have literally died because of these women." She shakes her head, looking at her red hands. "You're already tired"  She mimics Jennie, making weird faces.

Hana slips her shoes from her feet, massaging her heels. "It's hurting! They're really something." She closes her eyes, leaning back. Everything was at peace. The soft chattering of people, the kids crying, and the moms shouting. The clanking of the utensils, the songs from the speaker. This is what makes a shopping mall.

Not the favorite place of Hana but a place where she comes sometimes to heal. Looking at the cute couples shopping, kids smiling. Bopping her head to her favorite songs. She finds healing here.

Hana frowns when she heard faint shouting from afar. She opens her eyes, craning her neck to look at what happened. She gasps when she saw a big crowd chasing a boy dressed in all black and a bucket hat. The boy was somewhat looking familiar. She squinted her eyes to look more clearly when someone shouted.

"JEON JUNGKOOK!!!"

Hana gasps, her hands raised towards her mouth in utter shock. Jungkook. In. The. Shopping. Mall. Chased. By. Girls. This wasn't making sense to Hana but the boy needed help because the crowd could squish and chew him alive. The girls were looking crazy with their phones in their hands, the cameras flashing here and there.

Hana stands up determined to help but who would know she would be pushed into the crazy crowd? The crowd was pushing her along with them like a can abandoned after drinking.

"I have to get out of here first or how will I help him?"

"What should I do?"

Her eyes scan her surroundings, trying to find something she could grasp on. Hans sighed in relief when she saw the washroom near her. "Mission, get into the washroom. Okay, target locked. Launch in...3....2.....1 and go!" She gets out of the crowd, locking herself in the washroom.

"Woah! I did it! I'm the best." She bites her lip and celebrates her victory while dancing silly. "That was crazy! But—wait...what should I do? Jungkook! Oh My God! He needs help! No one is there with him, not even bodyguards!" She nibbles on her lips, walking in a circle.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Her eyes dart towards the corner when she heard a noise coming near the dustbin. She gulps, her heart beating faster than usual in fear. She looks here and there for something but nothing was there to protect her.

She picks the soap from there, clutching it in her hands. She reaches there while praying internally. Slowly she slides the dustbin aside and the person shouts in horror. Hana starts shouting as well, not wanting the person to win.

He abruptly stands up and begins to panic. Hana stands there with her hand clutching the soap raised in the air, her eyes as wide as plates, and her jaw hitting the floor. She holds her breath, freezing at her spot.

The person extends his hand to check if she's fine. "Are you oka—" Hana interfere with the man with her scream, panicking him again. He grits his teeth, cussing at her as he steps towards her muffling her voice.

Hana stares at him in complete horror. He begs her to keep her mouth shut. She inhales long breaths, trying to calm herself from dying on the spot. Hana nods, telling him that he can retrieve his hand. He retrieves his hand hesitantly.

He sighs in relief until the door knocks. They both stare at each other, horror crossing their face. "Do something, quickly!" He whispers shouts at her, urging her to use her brain which has not been used since the day she was born and had become rusty. She gulps, worries written on her face. "What should I do?"

"Shopping went wrong." They both think while panicking.

Who is it? And what will happen now

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