Jungkook stared as he replayed again the super-short footage that had caused one hell of a drama in a single morning. The quality is terrible that it's beginning to hurt his eyes to squint so much. The vertical frame started showing the back of the cashier. It seems that the CCTV is hanged somewhere above the cigarette shelves behind the boy. 

He saw his head - peeking in and out of the edge of the frame. Then came the robber - hunching forward while flailing his arms around and trashing a few snacks off its place. As he entered further into the shot, Lisa's ducked head and brown coat makes an appearance. Just as how he remembered, she began to fall and Jungkook marched forward for the strike. The robber fell, Lisa is in his arms, and the video ended. 

Jungkook could still feel the shudders as he recalled the event. His mind is conflicted between wanting the footage to be clearer so that he could see her beautiful face again - but then that would mean his face would be as sharp too. Up until now, things are still a little grey in the public's eyes. He spent the last 4 hours discussing with his PR team and lawyer on how to go about it. It wasn't bad news...but he doesn't feel good about getting all the attention when it's obviously not his idea to be the hero here!

Someone leaked the short footage - it's probably the store owner since there's no way the police would've released this in such short period - and someone had probably zoomed in and matched it with his face. News agencies are quick to do this. As of this minute, the titles he saw are still around the concept of 'Jeon Jungkook Saved the Night?'. He downed the remaining alcohol in the glass and rubbed his face, wanting so much to slap himself cold...and hard.

He was so stupid...he can't emphasize that enough! He could've checked the news or whatever rumour it was first instead of blatantly accuse and attack Lisa with his hurtful words - why hadn't he checked first?? I've chased her away...when she asked me not to...and now she's gone! Fuck - what have I done?! She must've been so hurt to leave so quick - I swear it wasn't even close to 10 minutes before I raced in search for her!

I don't know where she lives, and I don't know how and where I can search for her. I mean...I could either ask from Bambam or find by a more discreet - insert illegal - way. Asking Bambam would be a better choice since I don't have to worry about a possible lawsuit but...but can I even ask him?? I'd either be the laughing stock for all my life...or I'd be dead for hurting his friend - both ideas are not ideal here! But if I don't do anything, I'll never be able to see her again. Can I live with that? Go back to how it was before I met her...and when everything makes sense. When I hardly feel afraid of something and when I have my life in control -

Jungkook sat back and reflected on his life. He managed to keep himself out of any trouble before. He's constantly been praised and called an exemplary of a young and successful figure. His discipline and diligence resulted in him being respected and trusted by many other successful moguls. These people wanted him as their sons, for crying out loud! He brought comfort to his family - something that he always dreamed of. The day he purchased the house for his parents was the best day of his life!

And last night...last night also felt like the best day of his life. Despite all his mumbling mess, the anxieties, the embarrassment or anger - he was hoping for it to last longer. For once, he felt like he's actually living! It felt like an unplanned adventure and Lisa made him nervous as hell, but she also made him smile and laugh...more than he usually would in a single week. He remembered thinking how he needed to know her better.

Her beauty and charms...her stories...her pain - oh God, he even shouted about her tragic past! Where was his brain at that point??

They're very different from one another. She's loud and expressive, while he's reserved and careful. But the very difference between him and her both complimented and intertwined nicely and it's almost as if they fit together perfectly - that's how it felt like for him at least! His heart was constantly racing, pumping in a way that none of his everyday workout routine could've done. Her bravery challenged him, and he wanted so much to pull through but now...now he won't have the chance to.

The realization struck him harder this time and Jungkook groaned before running up to his bedroom. Everything he said...it was painful for him to even recall, what more to be directed to! How could she even forgive him??

God - I was such an ass! If there's an award for Asshole of the Year, I'd win that shit for sure!!

He scanned the room. It had been untouched since noon...since she left. Jungkook walked to the far end, where the camera lay in its broken pieces. He picked each up carefully and heads back down into his office. 

I broke it bad...it was her first camera, and she calls it 'baby'...and I broke it. There's definitely no way she will ever forgive me for this.

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The soft fur brushed over her tightly-hugged knee, and then her arm. She weakly pulls her head up and looked over to the staring feline that's standing over the crumpled tissues. Leo's pupils are in full circle, dilating and staring at her as if he's pleading for her to stop crying. Which made her cry even more intensely. 

This...this is the reason I don't date! It makes me feel so weak - like I can't get my shit together and I hate it! Am I cursed for life - is that why?? I made that one stupid mistake of letting Nick drive - that one...fucking...big mistake...until when...

They said I took his life...maybe they're right all along. And it'll cost me my life, no matter how far I tried to run. Don't I know this? I knew it...I just forgot it. From the moment I met him...I forgot. His eyes had drowned my worries and thoughts and his actions were just too pure, he made it so easy for me to step on that fence and let myself fall.

God - why the hell would I chase for something that's not even possible to begin with?! I'm not deserving of him...or love! How could I let myself think or feel that sense of happiness in just one night?? It hurts so much...why does it hurt so much?

The pain in his eyes...the hurt in his voice - but he was quick to throw her under the bus, how could he do that?! His words are like poison - it didn't sting so much when they first came out, but as she ran down and out of the building with nothing but a coat covering her body and the marks he left on it...it started creeping up into her bloodstreams, slowly blocking the air and forcing the pain to a point that she felt like dying.

It took all of her might to not burst into tears in the back of the cab earlier! The first only fell as she entered her small apartment - so maybe she does have something to be proud of after all, huh? 

Lisa rubbed her face for the umpteenth time and leaned her head back to the couch, hoping that she'd stop crying. It didn't work but she lets it fall freely nevertheless. It's too much. She likes him too much. That's what hurts her the most. She took a deep breath and the senses kick back in. 

He didn't mean what he said - she knows this. It was so evident that everything he said was simply out of fury. But that only means he's hurt too. The words of her mother briefly flashed past her mind. Count your blessings, Lisa.

I'm not oblivious...I knew last night was true. His words, his actions, his look - all of it. That wasn't an act. He was so kind and exceptionally amazing. And he likes me. I'm just not deserving of it, that's all. Not in this life perhaps. 

Thank you...for allowing me to feel this. Even if it's just for a night, I'm truly blessed. I couldn't have asked for more. I'll remember last night for the rest of my life. And I'll remember him.

She took Leo and hugged the little furball close to her chest. The purring gives her comfort...and a little bit of strength.

"We're doing fine on our own, aren't we?"

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