'Hi Mr Jeon Jungkook, I'm a representative from AOMG, calling on behalf of Miss Lee Hi. We have emailed you last week and would like to check if there are any updates? Just to recap again, we are working on Miss Lee Hi's upcoming album and we'd be honored if you can share a few materials that you feel best to suit her. Should you have any enquiries or would like to clarify on the matter, do give us a call. Miss Lee Hi has been a fan of your work and we'd be honored if we can have you on board with us. We look forward to hear from you.'

Jungkook stares at the screen - reading and re-reading the message again, contemplating whether he should reply or not. Like Ji-Eun, Lee Hi is one of the best female soloist in Korea. Their genres however, are different from one another.

Ji-Eun carries a mix of ballads and pop, while Lee Hi focuses on only ballads. Her songs sounds soulful and the lyrics are always deeply meaningful. As much as Jungkook would kill to be on the project, it is something he's unable to do quite right nowadays.

His mind has been pacing all over the place and he always finds himself at loss in his writings. His notes are messy and he's running out of ideas. Gone were the days when beautiful phrases are at the tip of his fingers. Even the keys on the piano hate him now – they've been sounding weird since she left.

...

"Did you run here?" Jungkook can't help his amused stare at the huffing girl. She caught her breath, all the while forcing a smile.

"You said it's important," Lisa took a big gulp of air before sitting by his side. "I'm not sure if it's good-important or a bad one so –"

"Aww did I worry you? I'm sorry baby," He pats on her hair a couple of times. They always feel soft under his touch.

"No, no! It's fine," She laughs. "So, what is it?"

Jungkook took a deep breath and squared his shoulder. "I finally finished it...my first song. I already shared it with the agency,"

"You did?! Oh my God, I'm so proud of you!" Her eyes lit up immediately and a wide smile curved on her lips, squishing her cheeks up and looking like the cutest doll he'd ever seen.

He nods down shyly but somehow regained a hell amount of confidence. "Then kiss me already!"

She pouts cutely but leans in anyways, aiming for his cheeks. Jungkook's having none of it of course, so he caught those lips with his instead. Bliss! This is my heaven on earth!

He could sense her smiling in their kiss as he longed for more.

"I told you...I knew you could do it," She whispered as their lips parted, leaning her forehead on his. Her voice is as soft as always, melting his heart even more.

"Thank you...I couldn't have done it without you,"

She shook her head slightly and rested a palm on his cheek. "It's all you. You're so talented and amazing –"

"But you believed in me," She smiles her shy smile. "Do you wanna hear it? It's about you,"

"Me?" She leaned back in shock, her eyes got even bigger and her face looked even cuter – aishh this girl!! "Then it can't be that good – you should rethink –"

"Yahh what are you talking about? It's about you, so it's the best!!"

She laughs her melodic laugh – one that Jungkook has been addicted to for so long. None of them knew how right he was. They couldn't have foreseen the masterpiece that started his career, and would eventually derail him away from her. 

...

She held her hands up in the air, pretending like she's flying. Her bangs parted – blown by the soft breeze as they reached the top of the carousel. The view from up here is amazing but she looks so fucking beautiful that Jungkook can't help but stares at her instead.

He felt a painful longing in his chest as she laughs freely, and he felt his eyes began watering – needing to hold her. I miss you...I miss you so much – please come back to me! His voice echoed in this space but she didn't seem to hear it. Her chin is still up and her eyes are still shut, smiling to the dark sky above.

I miss you!! Lisa, please! Please forgive me – please come back to me!! I love you!

She giggled, still keeping her hands up and feeling the wind.

Lisa!! –

Jungkook stirs awake when he felt something heavy on his body. A silhouette of a woman hovers on him and for a second, he thought it's his love.

"Did I wake you?"

No, that voice doesn't belong to my Lisa. So does that face...

He rubs his eyes briefly and frowns. "What are you doing?"

"I just got back and I...I miss you," She smells like a strong blend of her usual flowery fragrance and alcohol. It takes a whole 2 seconds for Jungkook to digest what's really happening.

She continues to linger on top of him and kissing his neck but all he could think of is 'that's so fucking rude – I was fine dreaming about my girl and you just thought you'd ruin that?'. Jungkook gave in to his annoyance – pushing her back to the other side of the bed. He then got up to wash his face. It's still dark – what time is it? When he got back out, Ji-Eun is staring at him coldly.

He ignored the look and went to the dresser to grab his phone. It's 3.13am, for God''s sake –

"Yahh! Who do you think you are to do me like that?" Her whines felt so unwelcomed, given the fact that she just woke him up in the middle of his sleep!

"Why? Your manager 'oppa' went back to his wife tonight and suddenly you miss me?" He chuckled before going out to the kitchen for a drink. When he came back to the bedroom, Ji-Eun is taking out her clothes from his closet – roughly throwing them on the carpeted floor.

Jungkook ignored all the grunts and hisses. It's been a long time coming, he thought. He had mentioned it a couple of times before in the last two months but she refused to leave him. At first he thought it was because she genuinely feel something for him but as time goes by, he just concluded that it's because she needed him as a back-up.

"You're such an idiot!! Who needs you anyways – I can find a better man than you!" She shouts from inside.

"Then go," He rolled his eyes, ready to lean back to his pillow and go back to sleep.

"Fuck you! It's a wonder your ex puts up with your boring ass for so long – I did her a favor –"

"Don't talk about her,"

"Oh but why? Sensitive subject for you? Fuck you and your stupid whore –"

He got up immediately when he heard a loud sound of a box hitting the ground. "What the fuck are you doing?!" He shouts, glaring at her as she picks up all the stuff that's now scattered on the floor. "Leave it alone!"

"She's a fucking nobody! You're a nobody until I made something out of you! You wanna know why I'm fucking him – it's cus he likes me more than he likes his wife! That's what I deserve - not someone who wakes up calling for 'Lily' every fucking day!! What does she have that I don't?!"

"Everything!!" He shouts. Ji-Eun blinked at his loud tone, but continues to taunt him by holding the box close to her chest. "Give it to me,"

"No,"

"I said give it to me!"

"No!! I will get rid of this shit – it's what you should've done, just like how you threw her out!" She ran, sneaking past him and Jungkook's heartbeat accelerates. "It's me!! You chose me!"

"Ji-Eun –" He chased behind her but was stopped when he saw the lighter in her hand. "I swear if you so much –"

She lets out a sarcastic laugh before lighting it up to a piece of paper in the box. There's no room for any thinking process as his feet took over and ran towards her in nano-seconds, his hands taking the box out of her hold and getting rid of the little fire. When the fire is gone, he examines the content inside.

It's a picture...only one picture...okay, thank God! The rest are still untouched –

"You're so pathetic, you know that?" He heard her voice behind him.

"Pack your things and leave now," He can't help his anger anymore. He had never felt so furious in his entire life and Ji-Eun just sparked a whole new level of hate in him! He turned and the girl is still standing there, watching him. Jungkook can't even feel anything over those tears running down her face.

"Yes, I made that choice. You knew exactly what you were doing and I was stupid to choose you over her. Please, whoever you wanna fuck – do it, I don't care. In fact, if he likes you so much more than he likes his wife, why do you still come back and sleep next to me? You're as pathetic as me, admit it," He chuckled bitterly. "It's her," He looks down to the box in his hands. "It was always her, and it will always be her. Everything else is just like you...temporarily and selfishly blinding,"