【 Jungkook 】

Shortly after officer Byun had finished informing the two of you about the most recent discoveries for this case, the door to the interrogation room could be heard opening before a handcuffed woman— seemingly no older than in her early twenties, was brought inside by another officer. At first glance, her hair concealed most of her facial features since she kept her head hung low while being sat down right across from the two of you, though once she finally raised her head to look up at you, an unpleasant chill ran down your spine upon locking eyes with her cold glare towards you

Mr.Byun: Do either of you recognize this woman?

Despite how uncomfortable you felt from her spiteful glare, you pushed that discomfort aside and instead focused on trying your best to identify her— yet to no avail, as in the end you were unable to recall ever having seen her anywhere. And so a confused frown slowly begin to paint over your expression as you sighed softly; just who was this woman... and what was her motive?

However, after a little while, Taehyung suddenly widened his eyes slightly from realization— his jaw visibly clenching from a mixture of disbelief and betrayal before he spoke up in an octave lower than usual

Taehyung: You— you were that staff member I told to call an ambulance... I even trusted you to deliver that damned bottle as evidence to the cops!

Even though the memories from that part of the night were blurry, you couldn't help but gradually widen your eyes as you now were able to notice the undeniable similarities she had with that staff member Taehyung was talking about, though back then she had worn a black mask along with the black crew T-shirt which disguised her identity quite well and helped her easily blend in with the rest of the staff— but aside from that, she was still no one you actually knew.

Upon hearing Taehyungs words, Officer Byun suddenly began to look through the pages inside the file he was holding before swiftly noting something down into it; his brow raising slightly from surprise as he looked over towards his colleague

Mr.Byun: It says here that the bottle Mr.Kim is talking about was not handed over to us, rather it was retrieved from the trash bin in the hallway outside and collected as evidence— Officer Hwang you were at the scene that day, is this information correct?

Mr.Hwang: That's correct, the bottle was never handed over as evidence. We discovered it inside the trash bin after purposely searching for it that day.

A quiet huff left the woman's lips as she rolled her eyes and leaned back in her seat, clearly showing no signs of remorse as she mumbled out an unbothered ''What does it even matter.''; immediately making Taehyung shoot her a furious glare as his fists clenched. Though before he had the chance to curse at her, you yet again reached over to subtly caress his arm as a wordless reminder for him to stay calm, knowing no good would come out of yelling in this situation

Mr.Byun: Ms.Geum, it is vital information which holds great importance to us because it means you purposely disregarded evidence of a severe crime you committed. Now that aside, care to inform Mr.Jeon of the motive of your crimes, or shall we do it for you?

She grumbled out another unbothered ''Whatever, go ahead for all I care'' while picking at her nails and leaning back in her seat, the disrespectful attitude making your chest uncomfortably tighten from frustration as you found it hard to understand how she could be so unrepentant in this situation

Mr.Hwang: Suit yourself. Ms.Geum here confessed to us earlier that she was enraged after seeing Mr.Jeon overtake her favorite webcomic artist in popularity, so she conspired together with another anti-fan and webcomic creator also known as Xhian whom happened to have a skill for hacking. Their ultimate goal was to try and ruin Jungkooks career through a plagiarism setup— though when that revenge plan didn't work, she took a different approach and proceeded to apply for a staff position to the event, where she then snuck in the drink she had tampered with and hid it amongst the drinks and snacks Jungkook-sshi got from his actual fans.

The summary of her confession made your lips part in utter shock and disbelief as you struggled to comprehend what you just had been told; all of this— happened simply because you supposedly surpassed her favorite creator in popularity?

You lowered your head slightly while trying to rationalize such an absurd cause, surely there had to be something else that led her to go to such evil and drastic lengths— right? Though when you made an attempt to speak up and question her, your voice ended up coming out as a mere whisper while you looked back into her judging eyes

Jungkook: ... Why?

This earned an amused snicker out of her while she raised an eyebrow at you, slowly leaning forward in her seat only to smirk as she spoke in a ridiculing manner

Ms.Geum: You really are good for nothing huh? He just told you why idiot.

A shaky breath left your lips before you pulled yourself together and spoke up once more, this time ensuring your tone came off as more stern in the hopes of her taking you more seriously

Jungkook: What I meant was, why would you even bother doing all of this? I respect the fact that a lot of people out there may dislike me, but going to such extreme lengths just to—

Ms.Geum: —oh but that's the thing, I don't just dislike you, I fucking hate you. Listen, I don't know what the hell kind of high horse you're sat on right now, but I'll have you know you don't deserve any of the damn recognition you've gotten! The only reason you're popular right now is because your so-called fans consist of a. people who want to fuck you or b. people who want you and that assistant of yours to fuck, they don't actually give two shits about the worthless crap you post!

Her unexpected lash out made your breath hitch sharply out of surprise, and even though receiving hate online was something which you had somewhat grown accustomed to, hearing such things being said right to your face undoubtedly managed to have an impact on you whether you liked to admit it or not— nonetheless, you tried to not to let show that her words actually bothered you and instead only silently shook your head whilst uncomfortably fidgeting with your hands under the table

Ms.Geum: This is a fucking waste of time, just name a settlement sum already so I can get out of here.

You couldn't help but let out a frustrated huff upon hearing her spit out such an unremorseful and blatantly snobby response, and even though you had been trying your best to remain calm— heck even attempted to be understanding, you now felt how your blood began to boil as you finally raised your voice at her

Jungkook: How dare you try and negotiate a settlement sum right now, do you even realize how severe your actions—

Ms.Geum: Oh shut up with that nonsense, you're being over dramatic! Look at you— you're clearly fine right now so why can't you just stop whining like a little bitch and name a damn amount, it's honestly pathetic that—

Before she could finish her taunting words, Taehyung whom evidently had been struggling to remain quiet this entire time seemed to have had enough as he suddenly stood up whilst harshly slamming his hands against the desk— the loud bang accompanied by the intimidatingly roared out ''ENOUGH!'' making everyone inside the interrogation room flinch slightly from surprise. The older then proceeded to turn towards you while ever so gently grabbing ahold of your hand, pulling you up with him as he spoke in a much softer tone

Taehyung: We're leaving Gguk, she's wasted enough of your time.

He then turned to glance over at officer Byun & Hwang, ignoring how she began to curse him out as he spoke in a pissed-off and rather impatient manner

Taehyung: We can leave now right? I think we've heard more than enough from this disrespectful brat.

Mr.Byun: Oh yeah go ahead, you'll be contacted when a court date is set— but of course, if you have any questions about the case then feel free to contact us.

Immediately after receiving confirmation from the officer that you both were okay to leave, his gentle hold on your hand tightened slightly as he swiftly began leading you out of the station— evidently not wanting either of you to waste another second inside the same room as that woman.

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