" I have chosen the wrong person to fall. Who can i blame? I didn't get to choose, my heart did."

//2//

Tomorrow is the day of the presentation.
I have been working hard every day.
It was almost 10, I was still in the office. Alone.

"Great, the vintage photoshoot idea is my selling point. The event in Milan and fashion week in Paris."
I mumbled to myself as I made the PowerPoint of my proposal. My proposal will stand out.

"Oh, I should print it out."
I realized that I have to print some copies for my teammates so I went to the printing room.

I pressed print and waited for the documents to be printed out.

Zuzu Zzu

Weird.

What's wrong with this printer?

I shook and tapped the printer. Of course, this won't help at all. The papers were stuck.

Shit. What should i do?

The other offices were closed. Our office currently only has this printer.

"Shit." I run through my hair with my fingers.
Things just won't go well.

"Need some help?"
He walked in and started fixing the printer.

He pressed a few buttons, and the stuck papers came out.

Wow.

"Here, done."

He handed me my documents.
I looked at him, not knowing what to say, so I only grabbed the papers from him.

"Not even a thank you?" He smirked.

"I didn't ask for your help."

"Ooops." He chuckled.

I left the room before me I cannot hold it anymore.

It was hot inside. Why was he suddenly nice to me?
What was he trying to do? That wasn't the normal Jeon Jungkook. Damn it.

I fanned myself and left the office.

"Oh dear, look at the two bags under your eyes, Yeona," Winter said pointing at my huge dark circles.

"At least I've made an amazing proposal."
I smiled confidently. I am satisfied with my proposal, good ideas good planning and detailed.
I will win. For sure.

"I gotta go, the meeting is about to start."
I told winter.

"Good luck."

Knock Knock.

I entered the meeting room, only to see a relaxed Jungkook sitting on the chair with his arms crossed.
He looked very confident, he didn't look tired at all.
He probably just paid for someone to do a proposal for him or something.

"Good morning~"

I replied to him with an obviously fake smile. And he chuckled.

"You're cute."

Stop acting like you are a nice Jeon freaking Jungkook.

The door swung opened.
Revealing Manager Jong.

"Okay. Good morning boy and girl. Let's not waste any time, I still have a meeting after this. Who will go first?"

"I will." Jungkook stood up.

"Yeona, you okay with that?" Jungkook asked me.

"Sure."

It doesn't matter who goes first.
I will still win. My proposal will definitely make a good impression.

He then started his proposal.

"So firstly, I suggest having some celebrities for events in Milan. For the start of the promotion of the new season. Of course, advertisement are needed, I suggest inviting Krystal Jung as the model and Sehun Oh. The advertisements' theme will be vintage. Like black white and brown.——-
Lastly fashion week in Paris. Of course, have to be Paris. Paris is the most suitable..."

Wait...

Why is his proposal 100% the same as mine? Even the PowerPoint. What the fuck!?

Did he steal my proposal? Shit.

I frowned as I keep looking at his PowerPoint on the screen and mine.

The same.

Oh, screw you Jeon Jungkook.

I stared at him. He replied to me with his iconic smirk.

I thought he wasn't that worse. Looks like I am totally wrong. I knew it now, he stole my PowerPoint last night after I printed my documents. I didn't disconnect my PC from the Printer.
Argh, why am I so dumb!?

"Amazing Jungkook,"
Manager Jong said clapping his hands, with a big satisfied smile on his face.

That was supposed to be my comment.
Jung Freaking Cock.

"Thank you." He smiled politely and walked back to his seat. Only me. Can see his evil real self behind his little bunny smile. Evil. Evil!

"So next, Yeona?"

Manager Jong said.
I felt my palms sweating.
My blood boiling.

What the fuck can i do!?
Nobody's gonna believe me.

"I-i... I uhh... Jungkook stole my proposal. This was supposed to be my proposal Mr. Jong." I breathed heavily. Will he trust me? He will right...?

I saw that disappointed frown between his eyebrows.

"Yeona... you should not make up lies even if you think you are not better than Jungkook."

"Huh!? No. It's true!!!"

"Yeona... Jungkook definitely put a lot of effort into making his proposal, I can see his enthusiasm and how well he knows his Powerpoint. I am disappointed with you Yeona."

"What!? No! Please believe me! I am telling you the truth! He stole my Proposal last night when i was printing!"

"Yeon—-" he couldn't finish his words and he received a call.

I looked at that bastard with my eyes on fire.

His lips curved up.

Then he acted innocent.

I turned my head back to Mr.Jong as he ended his call.

"I am sorry I have to leave for another meeting. This time, Jungkook won. Yeona, I hope you can perform better and not make up excuses next time."

"Mr. Jo—

He hurried and left the office leaving me and the bastard in the room.

"What the fuck JungFuckingKook!?"

"Calm down girl. He was right, I love the proposal of yours, that I read a lot of times last night. I really appreciate it. He was right, I am enthusiastic about your proposal." He laughed a bit after saying this.

"Gosh. I never thought that you were this evil."
My eyes teared up a bit as I felt so helpless.
I don't have the strength to argue.
This is just so unfair.

"I am telling you. I won't let you win next time."
I held my tears and left the room.
I am not going to let him see my weak state. I am not going to let him win.

Jungkook noticed the shiny tears in my eyes.
His heart softens a bit... but he had to shake it off.

Poor Yeona😕
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