Y/N'S POV

Overall yesterday's session with Jungkook was casual, but I couldn't wrap my head around why he wanted to know who hurt my neck. It was useless for him since he wasn't even allowed around other prisoners. But just to make sure I only said Yeonjun's first name. It's a common name and it'd be inhumane to try and guess who it was with the chance of getting it wrong

It was my break time and Lisa's too, so we were both sitting at her desk when there was a sudden scream in the prisoner's cell block.

Both I and Lisa jumped out of our seats at the loud sound and were about to rush to the scene when a security guard stopped us when we reached a certain hallway.

"Sorry girls, I can't let you through," he said, zero sympathy in his voice as he supposedly apologized.

"Who was hurt?" I demanded in a low voice, glaring at him as he did the same. He just sighed, not answering my question.

"If it's one of our patients then we have the right to see what's wrong, we could know what happened!" I said in an agitated voice, and it was enough to make him finally answer me.

"Yeonjun Choi," he said coldly, and my eyebrows furrowed together. I heard Lisa grunt, but I gasped and pushed my way past the guard, making him give me a cold stare.

What happened to Yeonjun? I ran through the hallways, following the yells of pain and pushing past the large crowd of guards in a small place when I got to a corner where I was about to turn, but was instantly stopped by the sight that was in front of my eyes.

Yeonjun was there, back against a wall and laying in a pool of blood, with a knife sticking out of his chest. Blood oozed out of his body and he was groaning in pain as he lay on the floor. All the medics were rushing around the injured man, and the guards were running around, trying to find who did it.

"How did they get a weapon!?" one yelled

"Get every prisoner back in their cells!" another one ordered

"Who did it!?" all of them were asking.

Even though my body was frozen in shock, my mind was running. I already knew who did it. It had to be him.

I ran away from the scene. I could see the guard and Lisa still bickering and as soon as he saw me he scoffed.

"I knew you couldn't handle something like-" he started but I cut him off by pushing past him and dragging Lisa along with me.

All the guards were so distracted by the commotion going on near Yeonjun , that they left no one to guard the security camera room.

"What are you doing!" she shouted in a whisper. I had taken her in front of the door.

'Security Footage Room' was labeled

I looked at her and she did the same to me but with a shocked expression.

"No!" she whispered, knowing it wasn't allowed for psychologists to go in, but I shook my head looking back at the door.

"I'm sure that I know who it is. I need to see if it's true Lisa!" I exclaimed before I quickly walked in.

Lisa sighed, knowing that if I went down in trouble, she might as well too.

The room was furnished with two metal, tall cabinets, probably filled with records and a desk that had a multiple-screened laptop, its light being the only one in the room'

There was live and old footage stored in the software and cameras were covered in a place like this. I knew all I had to do was find one where Yeonjun was in it.

I kept flicking through different screens, as Lisa watched beside me.

"There!" she pointed out one tape where Yeonjun was walking down the hall but walked around a corner, out of the camera's sight again.

I flicked to the next one and saw Yeonjun walking down the same hall I saw him bloodied in. A guard at his right-hand side guided him. I watched intently, feeling my hand become clammy on the mouse I held.

Another guard appeared on the screen, his head bowed down, angled perfectly to avoid the camera's view and I knew that was intentional. Both of the man's hands were in his pockets, an object bulging out of his left pocket.

He was not a guard.

His stride was strong as he passed the pair and once they crossed paths fully, everything went into action.

The mysterious man lifted a knife out of his pocket and there was a tattoo on his hand. The wing was wrapped around his wrist all down his forearm, it was the same one that Jungkook had on his hip. I bit my lower lip as my mind pieced everything together. Jungkook set this up!

The guard holding Yeonjun turned around too late as the handle of the knife hit the guard in the back of the head, making him fall to the floor with a loss of consciousness.

The spy then charged at Yeonjun, aiming at Yeonjun's heart with the knife but with Yeonjun trying to run, he missed and hit his chest. Yeonjun's mouth opened in pain, but since there was no audio, you couldn't hear the scream coming from his mouth.

The man picked Yeonjun up by the shirt collar and held him inches from his face, allowing me to only see a glimpse of emerald, green eyes. He must've said something horrible enough to give Yeonjun the guts to headbutt the spy to let him go and start screaming for help again.

The gang member then ran away from the scene, disappearing within a second, but leaving the bloody knife in place of the prisoner's body that slowly fell to the wall.

The videotape continued with scenes I had already witnessed before.

I turned it off and saw the astonished face that Lisa was staring at me. I took out the USB drive that was in the computer and slid it into my pocket before typing out a number of codes. After a few minutes of silence, the screen then went black. No one would be able to cover that camera footage, not without the USB I was now in possession of.

I tried to run out of the room to where I needed to go, but Lisa put her hand on my wrist.

"Please.. don't go to him" she pleaded. If only she didn't know me too well.

"I need to do this, for the safety of us and others," I pleaded to her which just made her scrunch up her face more.

"Fine," she dropped her hand and I smiled, running out of the room to the cell, not waiting to see her reaction.

Running into the careful place, the silence sent chills down my spine, but I endured and walked to where I had seen his door on the first day.

His room was the only place that wasn't deserted by guards. There were two armed with guns standing there, and their view of me was that I was a weak female. So, they weren't too sure when I demanded to be let in to speak with Jungkook.

"We're not sure the boss would let us do that." one of them said, looking at the other, just making me glare at them more.

"Well, Mrs Min is the one who set me up for this and what I'm doing is confidential."

I heard the one that I wasn't looking at snicker and my eyes snapped to him, which quickly shut him up.

"Listen, lady-"

"Dr Lee," I stated and he just stared at me

"What?" he said, clearly irritated

"My name is Y/n Lee, not 'lady', and I assure you, Mrs Min isn't a patient one. You could get fired too" I sneered, and yes I technically was telling the truth.

"Dude, listen to her," the guard said with some sense and he finally moved to the side and unlocked the door for me.

"Thank you," I said peacefully and walked inside, making sure that they closed the door before I said anything.

I let out a deep breath and finally looked at Jungkook to see him looking at me with a devious smirk plastered across his face as he looked at me.His legs were spread widely, stretching his orange prison pants so that they were clinging to his thighs.

"Very sweet to see that you're bickering with people just to see me Ang-" he started to stand up and walk over to me but I put my index finger up and he instantly stopped, sitting back down, but still holding his smirk.

"One. You know it's Doctor Lee, not Angel." I started, now holding up two fingers.

"Two. Why did you try to kill Yeonjun?" I hissed, hoping this situation would mean something to him but unfortunately, his smirk just got wider.

"Ah, it's smart to assume that but you're mistaken, I didn't try to kill anyone," he chuckled and added. "Say, did you happen to see the footage from the cameras?"

On his bench, he slid down, intentionally letting his straitjacket slide up and let me see the gang's symbol on his hip.

"Yes I saw the footage and no I am not mistaken, you know that! But it still doesn't explain why you did that to someone like him!" I yelled and the smirk on his face fell to a scowl, and he lifted himself off the metal bed and stepped closer to me, making me freeze in position.

"And why do you care? You've heard about what I've done, the people I've killed, this is just a piece of it. So why do you care now?" he said, the space around him turning dark and the scowl on his face becoming cruller by the second.

"Because.."

He was so close and I was so shocked by his reaction that I was lost, but I quickly collected myself. But how was I supposed to when he was looking at me like that?

"It's one thing to hear and another to see. And Yeonjun is a patient of mine, and if anyone deserves not to be stabbed it's him."

"But he hurt you." He growled looking straight into my eyes. Oh, so this is what it's about?

"It's just a bruise, Jungkook.." I tried to reason, chuckling dryly, but he just turned around walking back to his seat in the shadows, turning to me once he was still.

"And it's just a knife in the chest" he smiled sickly, and I let out a sigh.

"What if you got the wrong Yeonjun then?" Still trying to make him notice his actions were serious but he just returned it with a snicker.

"That wouldn't stop me. I would just try and try again," he said in a dark, unhumorous tone, contrasting with his kind smile. Though it drops in a second. "Nobody gets to hurt you."

Wow.

I can leave this conversation for the next session, and the guards outside are probably getting suspicious of how long I'm spending here.

"Well then, next time I won't try to save your ass," I mumbled as I dug the USB drive out of my pocket and threw it across the room to Jungkook, which he caught without a flinch. Eyes never breaking from mine.

"Thanks, Angel, always know I can count on you," he said with a smile and kissed the USB whilst maintaining eye contact with me, which I slightly returned before nearly walking out of the door. Nearly.

"One more thing," he said, making my jaw clench and my nails dig into my palms.

"Yes?" I ask through gritted teeth.

"Make sure that Yeonjun doesn't tell anyone or there will be consequences." His voice turns dark once more.

"Exactly why I gave you the drive," I stated plainly before walking out of the cell calmly.

I didn't stop to farewell the guards or anything, but as I walked away I could hear them gossiping with each other.

"She didn't get hurt?"

"What were they doing in there?"

Great! I just really hope that they don't decide to consult Mrs Min about this to find out if I was telling the truth or not. They even have my name, but there's no turning back now. I just have to deal with it if it comes my way.

As I strutted down the hallways, it was a long walk to go to the medical ward, but it had to be done and soon enough, I found the room where Yeonjun was being medicated and went in. His heart rate monitors looked good and steady, and so did his breathing rate.

I walked closer and he wearily squinted open his eyes and a small frown appeared on his face. But it wasn't anger, it was regret.

I took a seat beside him, and he tilted his head slightly to make eye contact with me.

"Why have you come to visit me," he croaked, and I could hear the sadness in his voice. "After what I did to you."

"Because it's not your fault that you had that outburst. I found out that it's a weekly occurrence not randomly" I smiled down, but it turned to a frown as I remembered what I was here to do. Looking down into my lap, and fiddling with my fingers, I finally looked up at him and saw him looking back at me, tears brimming in his eyes.

"I'm sorry," is all he says before bursting into tears. He keeps blubbering it, over and over. "I-I lost the headphones you gave me and I couldn't find them," he explains. My mouth forms an 'o' shape and I shake my head.

"No problem, I can help you find them," I offer with a smile and he does too, even though he is still crying.

"But there's another reason I came here, Yeonjun," I said in a straight tone, making him look at me wearily.

"Jungkook... I know he was the reason behind the attack and I know you probably want to rat him out so bad, but you can't. If you do, he'll go after you and make sure he gets the job done. And he will hurt so many people surrounding you and me. So please... please don't tell anyone" I begged him.

"I won't tell anyone." He said instantly and I looked back at him surprised. "You've done so much for me, and I want to make it up to you. Just make sure that he won't try and kill me again."

A smile spread across my face as I turned to look at him.

"Will do," I said before walking out the door.

Walking down the hall, it's quiet and empty- excluding the beeps of monitors echoing down the halls- and I breathe to myself quietly.

My head is down but it tilts when I hear approaching footsteps. Making eye contact with the man, I shivered, and I recognised him instantly. The guard from before, his hand purposely slipped out of his pocket.

My pace picked up as I walked past him, I could even feel his eyes burning the back of my head when he stopped walking to look at me.

Today wasn't the best day.

But I'm sure that there were a lot worse ones that are coming my way.

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