"Hi Miss Lalisa. It's me...Yeonjun...from Yeong-Wonhi Gallery...again. Sorry to bother you,"

"No worries! What's up?" She clipped the phone to her ear with a shoulder and continues cutting the steak on her plate.

"I was asked to call you to uh...to ask, do you have more artworks to send to us?"

"Oh...I don't have it now...but do you have the space?"

"Yes! To replace the 3 that you sent to us,"

"What do you mean 'replace'?" She paused and frowned, earning the same look from Chaeyoung who's sitting in front of her. "Are there something wrong with them? I checked when they put it up last night -  I didn't find any -"

"Ahh no, no! It's because someone bought them already,"

Lisa pursed her lips and contain the heavy sigh at the tip of her throat. It's only 9 am - is he even serious?? This is the 16th piece!!

"Hello? Miss Lalisa?"

"Yeah...I uh...I'll have to check. I'll probably need a week at least to sort the materials," 

"No problem! We'll just put something up before then,"

"If you have something already, why are you asking me?" The boy didn't deserve that tone but Lisa couldn't help her annoyance!

"Well...because yours sells very fast," To which Lisa has no response because damn it - the boy is right!

"What's wrong?" Her friend asked once she placed the phone back on the table.

"I have to print more artworks -" Lisa rolled her eyes and Chaeyoung frowned even more.

"No way! Another one??"

"Another 3," 

Chaeyoung gasped loudly, earning a few glances from the group next to their table. "Altogether?? Is this the one you sent yesterday? Or a different one?"

"The same - there are no other galleries anymore cus I'm too tired, Chae! I go there, supervise the installation, come back - and the next day I'd have to go back there again to pick up the cheque - it's damn annoying! So I can't even be bothered to put it anywhere else anymore, it's not like anyone would even get a chance to see it!"

She could tell that Chaeyoung's trying to suppress her laugh - is it because she looked so mad about it or the fact that the girl has food in her mouth?

"But that's a good thing right? Means people like your pictures,"

Lisa groaned at the naive girl. "It's not 'people' - it's 'a person' who has been so damn consistent on checking up every damn artwork I'd put up for the last 2 months! I swear to God - it's like the moment he wakes up, he goes online searching up my name or something -"

"Oh...you mean..." Finally - the girl gets it! "Wow...that's pretty...romantic,"

"That's stalker-ish, Chae,"

"Lisa, that's not nice...I don't think he's stalking you. I told you - you should give him a chance! The fact that he's still trying after 2 months - like, come on!"

"Yeah...well...he can finish all his money the way he wants - I'm not gonna stop him,"

"You should stop being so hard on yourself. Or him - I'm sure he has his reasons! I mean...he stopped messaging you right? So he's not exactly stalking you,"

Lisa sighed. She knows this - of course she knows it! But it's just... "Aishh...this is so frustrating!" Chaeyoung laughed as Lisa scratched her head. "Just eat!"

...

'Good work. Send it over to the gallery. I'll tell them to arrange it once you arrive' 

He pressed Send and entered the car, nodding to his driver before shutting the door. Then he opens the schedule sent by his personal assistant. 

Presentation from R&D...and marketing presentation for the Lotte project. No meetings in the morning. Hmm...maybe I can drop by the gallery for a while?

The thought made Jungkook smile. It's going to be a good day!

...

"You busy?" Lisa paced in her living room. Her 4 cats are standing around, staring and most likely being confused at her disheveled state.

"A little. Why?"

"No, you're not. You just woke up,"

"Fine. What do you want?"

"Bam-ie, you need to tell him to stop. I don't want him to waste his money for no reason. I don't know what he expects me to do - does he think I'll run to him just cus he bought 23 of my artworks?! Does he think I care about his money? What is he trying to prove by -" The guy's laugh stopped her incessant blabbering.

"You have his number, tell him yourself,"

"What do you mean 'tell him myself'? You know why I can't do that -"

"Uh...no, I don't? But since we're on that topic, why don't you enlighten me?"

"I will kick your ass so hard if you don't -"

"Lali, I have protection now. You can't touch me!"

"Just wait until I see you! The moment Mina turns around -"

"Baby!! It's Lali - she's asking if you're free for lunch today -"

"You fucker!" Lisa hissed at the loud, obnoxious laugh and plopped herself down to the carpet. He knows how Mina is more in love with Lisa than she does with him - the wife had been asking her to hang out almost every weekend now! "Please...please help me," She whined.

"I can't help you - don't you get it?? He's not doing it cus he wants you to run to him or...whatever you think he wants you to do! He just wants to feel...something - hell, I don't even know! I don't get why you're fussing about it - just let him do him, and you do you! That's what you want right?"

"That's not what I want!"

"Then what do you want? You never replied his messages, or returned any of his calls - yet you keep asking me if he's okay every 2 weeks! You keep acting like you don't want him around, but you wanna know if he's around -"

Lisa stared point blank onto the ceiling. She could feel the crease forming on her forehead as the tears threatening to build. 

"Lali...I keep telling you this - he's in love with you! I don't know what you guys did together that night that was sooo amazing and I don't wanna know - please, I beg you, don't tell me! But he really cares about you and that - buying your works is the only thing that's making him happy now. I can tell him to stop, but I doubt he'll listen. Please...can we get this over with? You two spent what - one night together, and you're crying about it for 3 months?"

"I'm not crying -"

"You're crying, I can tell from your voice now that you're crying -"

"Fine! I'm crying! But it's not cus of him - Leo just whipped his tail and it got in my eye -"

"Sure...I have all the time in the world to hear your lies and I'm sure Leo is proud to have his name in it,"

She sighed and wiped her eyes. 

"Lali...I know you're thinking of all the possibilities of how and why it won't work. You might think I don't give a shit but eomma talks about it to me all the time! Your mom talks to her, do you know that?"

"What?" Lisa sits up immediately and more tears fell.

"Exactly. They might seem like they've moved on but they're not. Not until you do. They worry about you all the time - you keep everything to yourself and you act as if we can't see it! You act so brave as if nothing could hurt you, but we all know you're hurting. Come on...it's not your fault - how many times should we tell you that, it's not your fucking fault!!"

"Bam-ie..." Her sobs became harder as she tries to digest the fact that her mom had been worried all along. 

They never spoke about Nick or anything to do with the accident since they moved to Australia. She honestly thought her parents are fine with everything! That's why she'd rather live here than being with them! It's wasn't easy to live by herself and constantly having to watch her own back, but it's a way to show her parents that she's fine...that she's moved on and is happy. And she thought she had, but now -

"I'm his friend but I am yours first! Why can't you trust me on this? You're a good person Lali. You can try your best to dodge every single guy who tries to be in your life but fate will always find a way to do more, just like it did that night. Now, you can either walk away from it again - just like you always had since Nick died - or...you can follow your heart and talk to Jungkook. Your choice,"

...

It hadn't been a good day after all! 

He gritted his teeth and felt his jaw tensed as he tried to suppress the growing annoyance. He stares at the hiding faces of his marketing team, rigid in the seats as if they're afraid of it being taken away from them. He doesn't yell much but when he does, the view will always look the same. But he really can't help it...not today.

First the contractor scratched the side of his 'baby's' canvas - now they're presenting this amateur marketing plan to him?? Am I a joke to these people? Have I been so lenient these past few months that they think they can slack off and present such poor quality of work to me? 

His phone lights up and he took his eyes off the silent preys. His eyes went wide upon seeing the number. He got up and walked out immediately.

"Oh, sorry! Re-do everything. We'll sit again next week," He peeked in seconds just for that.

It's gonna be a good day - fuck it, it's gonna be a hell of an amazing day!!

...