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"So why are we here?" I ask Jungkook. It's a genuine question, for once I'm not being sarcastic, just puzzled.

Jungkook texted me yesterday to ask me if I was free to go do something today. I don't exactly know what I had expected, but I know that I did not expect for it to be a walk down Han River.

Jungkook has brought his camera and it seems as is if he relishes in photography as we walk down the river and he captures lots of pictures, both of the water, the people walking by and simple things as nature.

The wind is strong today, stronger than usual, and Jungkook complains often as he accuses it of ruining his pictures.

I can see what he is doing here, but why am I here?

Why did he bring me?

"I don't know," Jungkook shrugs and looks down at me with a questionable face, "Getting some fresh air?" He sounds hesitant, as if he's questioning too why we are here.

I raise my brows at him.

I'm maybe not entitled to say this as I don't know him that well, but as an expert in suicide cases, people experiencing depression, heartbreaks, loneliness and other lows in life, I know that this is unusual.

I've never had a client that would willingly go for a walk in the nature, enjoying life when I didn't even help them yet.

I am in the process of my mission and it is progressing slowly. I already have two members down. But Jungkook doesn't know any of that.

Maybe it's because this is an early case as I figured before—that the suicide attempt is in the future but has to be prevented now, but... it still is strange to me that Jungkook felt the energy to go out today and to ask me to join him.

"And taking pictures it seems." I note, looking at the camera that's hanging in a strap around his shoulder.

Jungkook looks down at his camera too and looks at me with a straight face. But there's a tiny bit of disappointed written in his eyes as well, and it makes me swallow a piteous lump.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you to come." He once again apologizing for something he doesn't owe an apology for.

"Jungkook... I didn't mean it like that." I search his eyes, but they go back to being expressionless. The disappointment is gone, as if he's able to just shove his feelings away in the blink of an eye—or rather choosing to stash them somewhere far enough away for others to see.

It's not like he seemed happy earlier, but a faint smile would appear on his face when he found a thing to take a picture of and he plainly seemed in a better mood than he is now.

"I thought since you're new here, you would like to see a bit of the city." He mumbles, looking away from me.

"Sorry, what?" I ask, walking to the other side of him so I could find his eyes again.

"You said you were knew here. I thought this could be a way of showing you around." He shrugs looking into my eyes with his ever expressionless face and now a pouted lower lip.

I stop walking and Jungkook stops too, a bit in front of me. I look at him with a puzzled expression. I don't know if I should smile or if I should be worried. He wanted to show me around the city?

"Wow, that's so... nice of you." I say, walking the two final steps towards him.

Jungkook lets out a scoff, avoiding my gaze. He lifts his arm and runs his hand through his hair, stopping at the back of his head and scratching it a bit.

"I was coming here anyway. Just thought it'd be better to have company than to be alone." He reasons.

"Oh." I breathe in relief that this was just a kind gesture, nothing deeper. But the thoughts are still weighing my mind and it makes me wonder if I'm trying to convince myself that it really was just a breath of relief.

Another thought strikes me as my client, who's suffering from loneliness, himself initiated a hang out. Maybe, I should take that as a win. It's going in the right direction, and I haven't even done anything yet. At least not something that's visible to him.

"Also, I regret being so cold towards you when I first met you." Jungkook admits, "You're new here and I probably gave you a shit impression of the city and the people here." He chuckles faintly.

"You did." I joke around with him.

The feeble smile that had crept onto his lips disappeared and his facial features gathered in a frown.

"I'm joking Jungkook." I let out as almost a scoff. I'm almost offended that he didn't get my joke. Doesn't he understand humor?

Has he been hidden away for too long to even recognize normal things such as sarcasm?

"Oh." Jungkook nods and a small laugh leaves his mouth, a fake one indeed.

I start laughing for real however. His ignorance seems to kind of amuse me. It's cute.

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We've been walking around the city for a long time by now. My legs are starting to feel tired, but it seems as Jungkook can go on forever. He probably needs to go out more and maybe this is an awesome time to him.

We've reached a street with food stalls, some small clothing shops and a few restaurants. The street is getting bigger after we just exited a narrow one where we almost had to squeeze through the crowd of people.

We don't talk much as we walk. I'm not sure what to talk to him about, I should be careful about my words because there may be stuff I can't relate to and it would make me seem out of place (because I am).

But despite the silence, I enjoy the walk. It's interesting to walk through the streets with food stalls and more. It's like a street market and those are seldom to find where I come from.

I have no idea where we are or where we are headed. I'm purely following Jungkook blindly.

However, I have a feeling like we're in some old area of Seoul. The buildings are very traditional and fascinating to look at. This is the first time I'm experiencing South Korea and the city Seoul (which I live in) in the past. This is my first time traveling back in time to the old Korea. There's very few places in Korea where traditional buildings like these and other traditional temples are kept and I've never been to any. People don't care about that anymore.

I enjoy the city tour lots. It's very riveting to experience my hometown in another time period and to see the evolution it's gone through since. It's almost sad that these buildings are not kept.

We come to a more open street with less stalls and lots more restaurants and stores. There's a big open space with a water fountain in the middle of it. Jungkook pulls out his camera and adjust it in front of his eye, directing it at the water fountain. His tongue pokes out and wets his lips before his teeth tug on his lower lip and lip ring as he concentrates on finding the right angle.

An idea comes to my mind and I run to jump in front of the camera, photobombing the shot.

"Hey!" Jungkook exclaims without even looking at me, but immediately directing his attention to the picture, looking at it, "You ruined it." He grunts.

"Ouch, that's a bit rude." I say, walking closer to him. I look over his shoulder, taking a glance at the picture. It's pretty, until a blurry figure came popping into it. I laugh, looking at it.

Jungkook notices my curious eyes and angle the camera so I could see the picture better. "Now tell me you didn't ruin it." He dares and lets go of his camera, swinging it over his shoulder again.

"Okay I did, but you could be more kind and less mean about it." I huff.

"Okay sorry. You're very pretty usually and you would probably look good on one of my shots, but you totally ruined this one." He replies quick-witted, but I don't really register his words.

My eyes have fallen on a familiar figure behind Jungkook.

It's a guy. Tall, brunette, in an apron and with two dishes in his hands as he approaches a table. The guy is working.. at a restaurant. My eyes stay on him and as he turns around, I recognize his face from the internet.

Kim Seokjin, I think and a sly smirk reaches my lips.

I found him, I fucking found him—and even by accident.

"Y/n?" Jungkook's voice sounds and I zone back into our conversation and the guy in front of me.

"What are you looking at?" Jungkook mutters and turns around.

His head whips back fast and I almost jump at the surprise when he grabs my wrist and pulls me after him.

"Jungkook what are you doing?" I question.

"It's late, let's go home." His words are rushed and he's almost mumbling. I try to fight back but he's too strong and I have to cave in and walk after him.

I look behind me, memorizing the name of the restaurant before I look back at Jungkook.

"Stop pulling me!" I groan and shake my wrist out of his grip.

I rub my wrist with my other hand, wincing slightly at the tight grip he'd had on it. It didn't hurt, it just surprised me.

Jungkook looks back at me with furrowed brows, but his face softens as he sees me holding my wrist. He reaches out to touch it, but I dodge his attempt.

"What happened?" I ask.

"I—I..." Jungkook stutters and I notice how his eyes flicker. They flicker from my eyes, to my wrist, to something behind me and to his own hands.

Maybe he saw Seokjin too? I think to myself. He looks bewildered. He looks like he's panicking about something, but doesn't he miss them? Why would he run away when seeing Seokjin? Didn't he miss him? Wasn't being his friend again, the one thing he wanted?

"I'm sorry." Jungkook looks at me.

"It's alright, you look scared." I utter, hoping he would tell me the reason, but he stays silent.

"Never mind, I'm tired anyways. Let's go home." I form a smile and start walking and Jungkook follows closely behind me.

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Author Note
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Helloowww...

I made a banner yesterday and kind of changed the layout of the book... hehe, I'm not professional, but how do you like it?