My heart was racing incredibly fast as I adjusted my mask over my face. After I made sure that my face was perfectly covered, I placed my hands on the counter to take a closer look at the glass cases.

What am I doing?

My fingers clenched as I stared through it. This... Isn't for me. I told myself again.

Her smiling face popped up in my mind. My eyes searched inside the first case with a heavy heart.

"Can I help you, sir?" A voice was heard next to me as I kept asking myself if I became completely and utterly insane.

"Can I... Take a look at that one?"

I bit my lip.

This is not for someone like me.

She will not want this.

Am I wanting this?

Before realizing what was happening I was already holding the most beautiful ring I have ever seen in my life.

Ah... What are you doing, you idiot?

My hand was shaking as I held the ring tightly between my fingers.

She will reject me. She cares about me. She wants to be with me. But this... This doesn't mean she would want to be tied to a freak like me for the rest of her life.

I broke into a painful chuckle.

"I'm sorry for taking your time," I said to the Jeweler without looking at him.

I placed the ring on the counter and ran out of the jewelry store.

Jungkook..." You warned in a low voice and dug your nails into his hand.

"What?" He laughed then rolled his eyes in boredom. "I was just asking who the girl is. What did I do?"

You turned towards him with a deep scowl. "Just don't."

Jungkook raised an unaffected brow as he stared back at you. Seeing your serious expression, his dark brows crushed together.

He let out a heavy sigh before moving his gaze back to Naeun, his arms suddenly leaving your waist as he pulled back.

You wrapped your arms around you, already missing his warmth.

[Why?] Jungkook couldn't stop asking himself. [I do and say what I feel. If I don't care then I don't care. If I dislike someone then I show it to them. What's wrong with that? This is what normal people do? Pretending?]

[Then I don't ever want to be normal]

"Why the fuck are you here?" Jungkook asked coldly, slipping his hands deep into the pockets of his tight jeans, waiting for the girl to speak.

You gasped. From the corner of your eyes, you could see her shoulders drop, her eyes shining with tears. You glared daggers from your eyes. You felt bad. Naeun wasn't a bad person. She was polite and respectful. Yes, she has done many mistakes and acted stupidly, but that was because she was madly in love with him and genuinely cared for him. And her life wasn't easy also. She didn't deserve what Jungkook was doing to her. She came with good intentions.

You were this close to grabbing his crotch and threatening to tear his balls apart.

On the other hand, Jungkook wasn't finding himself in a very good condition. He just woke up. And once that happened, the first thing he realized was that he was powerless. Nothing changed. He was the same Jungkook as years ago.

It was frustrating. No matter how many times he told himself that his fears and everything will fade away. Encouraging himself that he has the necessary power to move on, someone weak as Jennie can bring him back to his past and make him feel useless and terrified once again. And all in only a few seconds. He was tired of it. Tired to be dragged back there, to those horrifying moments. Tired of apologizing to you, for forcing you to witness all this. He was scared he will break apart again and this time he will not be able to recover.

His hate started to grow. His icy gaze pinned Naeun to the spot. It wasn't her fault but he couldn't help it. He hated everyone.

"Mingyu invited her here. She has something important to tell us." You responded in her place, gritting your teeth. "It seems Naeun found out something regarding your case."

"Jungkook, stop with this..."

Jungkook's gaze shifted on you and your lips pressed together into a thin line, your heart skipped a beat at the sight of the enormous hatred his eyes were caring. But it was there only for one second, because as soon as his eyes met yours, the hatred, faded away. It was the first time when you saw through his eyes what he feels when he looks at someone. Once again you couldn't help but feel bad for Naeun, also glad that your presence never brought him such negative feelings.

He was looking at you like you were an angel who descended from Heaven. And he wasn't even aware of that.

For some reason, Jungkook started to feel restless. He didn't like in what direction the discussion was heading. He had a bad feeling about this.

Your eyes softened as you watched his stiff stance. "It's about your family and the night of the crime. I know that you were always innocent. I know you didn't kill them. I just wish you were the one who told me." You said, not being able to hide your disappointment.

"Does it matters? There's no proof so it's like I am the culprit. Nothing changed. Why give you hopes?"

"It's not about giving me hopes, it's about you communicating with me. Wasn't this something important I should have known? I want to know everything when it comes to you. Don't you know that already?" You sadly asked him and you knew he became aware of your gloomy mood as you looked at each other.

"Would you ever talk to me?"

His eyes avoided yours, suddenly the floor became more interesting to look at.

[Yeah. Let's avoid the subject. Let's run away, right Kookie?]

"A-actually, there i-is proof." Naeun interfered, stumbling over her words, the tape she was holding all this time, now being lifted in the air to catch you and Jungkook's attention. "It's right here."

"What's that?" Jungkook mused, faintly remembering his last conversation with Jin. The memory left a bitter taste in his mouth. He was skeptical of that tape. And coming from Naeun, he expected the worst.

After all, she would do anything to trap him and force him to accept her. Just like everyone else. It wouldn't have been the first time.

Jungkook's eyes saddened. You noticed his disappointment.

"My uncle... There was a hidden camera inside his office."

A chuckle coming from Jungkook brought your attention to him.

"Yeah... Am I on that tape?"

Your eyes widened in realization. Don't tell me that the camera captured the moment Jungkook killed Jin.

You could tell that was it from the way Jungkook looked at you.

"Yes," Naeun confirmed. "But not on this one."

Silence washed over the room before you parted your lips and asked. "Where's the other tape then?"

"I burned it."

Jungkook's eyes narrowed in disbelief. You, on the other hand, didn't know what to believe.

"This is another tape I found in a drawer inside his office. It was always locked and I was curious why was that. So I forced the drawer and I found many interesting things inside. There were also pictures with you, Jungkook." Her voice became soft, eyes sad as she looked at Jungkook. And Jungkook knew why was that.

He closed his eyes tight and a tsk escaped his lips. He was too aware of Jin's passion for nude pictures. Especially when it came to him.

"I hope you also burned those." Jungkook mocked her.

"Ah... No." Naeun responded in a weak voice, her cheeks flushed.

Jungkook resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

"Of course, she didn't. Those are important EVIDENCE." You butted in, almost losing your shit. His way of thinking started to piss you off.

Jungkook glared at you. And he lost it.

"We are not talking about you here! You're not the only one naked, exposed in front of everyone! Do you fucking know how that feels?"

"Jungkook..."

"You don't! So shut the fuck up! You're not helping, Y/N. You better shut up!"

"And I want her out. Now!"