Although deep inside, I expected to see him, I didn't want to. Yes, I didn't know him, and I'm probably pre-judging him, but who said I couldn't? He had came into the bar with my best friend, and he talked to me about the night with the bra, knowing that it wasn't mine! Anyone could've noticed the difference in size between my actual size and the bra that I had in my hand. He had done it just to bother me, or to get a conversation topic out of me.

Hundreds of questions are in my head, and I had no idea why. I've never felt this much intrigue about someone, and much less someone like Jungkook. It's been a whole week since I've seen him, and not one thought of him has crossed my mind.

However, the moment that I got into the car with Hyerin, I remembered him.

My nervousness was difficult to hide, so I didn't bother on hiding it. Hyerin hid that she didn't notice something strange in me, and I pretended that the situation wasn't uncomfortable.

"Okay, for how long are you going to be angry with me?"  My friend asks, making me leave my thoughts.

"I'm not mad..." I tell her and she rolls her eyes. "Well, a little... Just don't do it again, okay?"

"Done." She responds.

And just like that, were back to being team Aerin. The name was invented from the master mind of Hyerin. She was sure that we were better than those couples that posted pictures together on Instagram, and that we should tattoo our names of each other's lower backs. But that last one would never happen, it was obvious.

We park in front of the large place and I breathe in deeply. Today, Jungkook won't be fighting anyone, but either way, I'm scared that he'll show up again. His presence makes me very uncomfortable, nervous, and for some motive, I get paralyzed and I don't know what to say.

"Will your friends come today?" I ask Hyerin while we get out of the car.

"Are you talking about Jimin and Jungkook?" She asks, and I nod. "I don't think so, I think I'm going to see them tomorrow outside of the club."

I sigh relieved. Him not coming is a good sign. Rather, it's a relief. I didn't want to see myself in another uncomfortable situation with him, and I'm eternally grateful for it. But... I also feel disappointed. Me thinking about him, and how he probably knows me as "the crazy girl who threw a bra at me to get my attention". Indeed, it was pathetic.

"You like him, right?" She asks with a sassy smile.

I suddenly stop in the middle of the sidewalk.

"Sorry?"

She laughs.

"Come on, you're not a saint. I saw how you guys were looking at each other the other day..."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Jungkook is scary." I let out, sounding more upset than I expect.

"You can fool yourself, but not me." She says smiling at me and walking in front of me. "He'll come around the moment that you admit that Taehyung isn't for you."

She isn't looking at me, but I know she's smiling.

Hyerin and her stupid ideas.

My best friend is the type of girl that, when they think of something, they really believe it. But she was generally right, and that makes me mad. Since the first moment, she told me that Taehyung and I just looked like friends and not a couple.

Of course I didn't listen.

Now, she's making me pay the consequences.

We walk inside together, to then reach the large and spacious room that has the ring in the center. Hyerin directs herself straight to Namjoon, but I prefer to walk the other way.

I walk up a few stairs and I direct myself to a balcony.

The cold air hits my face, and I can observe a part of Seoul in front of me. I've always liked it, but today it seemed particularly beautiful. If I can't leave, I'll just stay here, away from the tumult of people.

"Hiding from the crowd?" The voice next to me makes me shudder.

My gaze travels to my side, where I find Jungkook leaning on the railing. He doesn't even bother on looking at me, and a shiver runs through my back. I'm starting to get scared, and I don't even know why.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, alarmed.

"Calm down, I'm not following you." He responds in a calm tone. "I always come here."

I sigh.

"I thought I was the only one."

"Of course not." He says and his eyes run through the extension of my body. "It's an incredible sight, don't you think?"

"Sure..." I say with a lack of voice.

He gets closer to me slowly, and I'm not able to move. I find myself paralyzed, surrounded by hundreds signals that tell me to run... but I don't. I don't like this feeling at all. I feel like if I'm losing control of myself.

"You know, Aerum, this isn't the type of place that girls like you would come to." He lets out, leaning on the railing next to me.

My name on his lips provokes a shiver. I don't know how he knows my name, even though I think Hyerin told him.

"Girls like me?" I ask confused.

"Yeah, you know, the ones that have sweet boyfriends and that like to stay at home Sunday nights watching movies." He says with sarcasm.

"How do you know if I'm like that or not?" I tense.

"Am I wrong?"

I want to say yes, that he's wrong, but I don't say anything. I just look at him for a few seconds, examining his eyes, lost in the horizon.

"You shouldn't be here." He finally continues.

I contain the desire I have to laugh.

"I'm sorry, do I have to ask for your permission?"

He sighs and doesn't say anything for a few seconds.

"It's not that."

"Then what is it? Because since we've known each other you haven't done anything else but to appear mysteriously to then pretend like if I don't exist."

"I'm trying to protect you." He mumbles, clenching his jaw.

"Protect me? Are you even listening to yourself? You don't even know me!" I exclaim. "If it wasn't for Hyerin, I would've never came to this stupid place."

"Then don't." He lets out, looking at me firmly.

"She's my best friend, I don't have any option." I explain, exasperated.

"Believe me, it's better if you stay away if you don't want to end up hurt." He warns me.

"And why do you care?" I cross my arms over my chest.

"Because this is going to ruin you, one way or another." He lowers his gaze and I observe him for a few seconds. "It does it to the whole world."

I want him to think that his words don't affect me, but I can't. They've hit me hard, and it's noticeable. I suppose that he's been in this environment for a longer time than me, even experienced life more than me. But he said it with a tone of resentment.

Maybe it ruined him?...

"Either way, I don't understand why you're interested in it." I respond, trying to show security. "You should worry about what it's doing to you, not me."

After I say that, silence takes over the atmosphere between us.

I feel somewhat self-conscious with his presence but, in a strange way, I don't want to leave anymore.

Suddenly, his laugh invades the silence of the night. I observe him from the corner of my eye, like someone who doesn't want to see what's next to them. Then I see it: one wide and perfect smile drawn on his face.

I've never noticed how much a smile could affect me until this moment. I suppose because he's never smiled in front of me, and his seriousness was always present in our short conversations, but that didn't matter.

It's was one of the most prettiest things I've seen, and it hurt to admit it.

"What are you... laughing at?" I ask in a whisper.

He looks at me again, and for a second, I feel like if my legs are going to give up on me. His smile is still there, and I don't know why I like it so much.

His mysterious aura mixed with that pure smile, confuses me.

"I'm laughing because of how strange you think it is of me to be worried." He says without looking away from me. "I know these types of places perfectly, and I wouldn't wish anyone to waste their life for people that come to places like this."

"I can take my own decisions, thank you." I sigh. "I already told you, worry about yourself."

He gets closer to me and I feel how my heart stops. I notice how his expression has a hint of playfulness.

"Believe me, Areum, you shouldn't worry about me." He lowers his head towards me and moves his lips towards my ear, lightly caressing it.

"I was already ruined."