Chapter 04: 1/2

JENNIE POV.
"How can you know that there's something near you even though you can't see?"  I asked him, I took a sip on my coffee before I looked at him.

"Ever since i was young, my sense are very sharp especially my sense of smelling. I can determine any smell even if it already faded or still new." He said, I slowly nodded.

"So in short your level of smelling is ten times better than normal?" I said he nod his head.

"Yes." He happily said.

"Oh. So, if someone farted directly on your face, it would smell ten times worse?" He frowns.

"Who would fart diretly on my face?" I pause for a while.

"...i might." I stop.

"What?" I looked at him.

"So you already knew about my prensence before?" I tried to change the subject. Even before i helped him, i would go to my usual spot which is the slide and write stories there. He already going here and i don't know since when he started to go here regularly.

"You have a distict smell." I froze on my spot before i cough secretly.

"O-oh...what is it?" I said while looking at him confused.

"Wisteria." I'm so confused right now.

"Wisteria?" I repeat what he said.

'How did he know it is wisteria? I mean, does he even know what wisteria is?'

"I have an oil diffuser and i use the wisteria scent at home so i guess the scent clung on me." I said.

"Yeah, i like smelling your scent. I feel calm whenever i smell your scent." I chuckle.

"That sounds a bit..." i scoot a little farther from him. He sensed my action and giggles.

"I mean, you smell like...spring." he said.

"That's a good thing, right?"-jennie.

"Mhm, i love spring."-V

That made the corner of my lips tug upward a little. I simply take a sip of my coffee.

"Say..." i pauses.

"Hmm...?" He hummed. Waiting for what i said.

"I've been meaning to ask you..." i turn towards him.

"Why are you always here?" I said he pause before speaking.

"Ah..." his expression dropped dramatically. His grip on his mug tightens a little.

"I..." i notice that he's having a hard time saying what he wants to say.

"It's okay if you feel uncomfortable, you don't have to answer it."

"I'm waiting for someone."

'He's waiting for someone for this long?'

"Does...that someone know that you're supposed to meet here? I mean, i've noticed that you've been coming here for almost a month now."

"She knows..." he sighs quietly and hangs his head low. I don't know if it's my imagination, but his eyes seem watery and moist. He blinks hard and turns away.

"I don't know where she is now, but i'm sure she still remembers our promise. I'm sure she's doing whatever she can to come here." His voice is full of sadness and longing.

"I'm sure. She's all i ever have." My hearts aches just by listening to his words.

"I'm sure you're right. She must be doing whatever she can to fulfill you promise."

"She's not the type of person who would break her promise." He smiled a little as if remembering averything about her.

I've only talked properly to V this once, but i already know that he also doesn't break any promises and wouldn't turn back on his words. I can already tell he is a sincere and sensitive person.

Without thinking, i reach out to him and rub his back soothingly.

"You'll meet her soon." He turns back at me. His face slowly softens.

"I know i will." I continue to pat his back gently until his body relaxes completely.

"I'm gald i met you jennie or else i'll complete alone."

"I'm glad i met you too, V. I can finally have someome i can trust." V and i talked more often that.

I learned that he used to draw and paint, but since he got blind, he can't draw again. I also learned that he's not naturally blind, but i don't know the reason of his blindness. He doesn't tell everything and the other details.

Maybe he doesn't trust me completely or it's too personal. I can't really say much about myself either. I also tell him my hobbies like reading blooks and writing. I also enjoy making coffee.

It's a good thing he didn't ask my occupation. But i do wonder how he survives alone. Like does he have a job or how can he do this grocery or laundry or how can he buy clothes or wear decent clothes. Like, i know he looks pretty fashionable, how can he... pick clothes that looks good together.

Nevertheless, i enjoy the time with him until it's already time for him to go home.

NARATTOR.

You're having a dream—no, a nightmare.

You're a still a little girl and you're in an orphan. You watch as other kids play outside while you only play inside with your bunny doll.

You heard that there are gonna be visitors and they plan to adopt a child. You heard some unfamiliar voice and also the nun's coming closer. You turn your head towards them and you immediately met one of the visitor's eyes.

You froze suddenly as you stare in his eyes. They are cold, menacing and lifeless.

There are two of the visitors: a man and a woman. They are both wearing a black suit. They have a distant and unapproachable aura. You can see some paints on their body which you guess is called tattoo.

You frown as you stare at them.

This is the first time you see someone like that adopting a child. The man, which you eyes met with, halts, making the woman to stop on her tracks too.

"I want her." The man said as he looks directly at you. His voice is deep and cold; it is full of authority.

"I will adopt her."

"Yes, milord."

'Milord? Why is nun calling him milord?'

The nuns usually call guests such as mister, miss or their surnames.

You knew that there's something off when the nun called him that. The world suddenly become black and you see yourself in basement.

Milord is holding a whip while you lie on the groud full of scars and blood.

"Didn't i tell that you're not allowed to leave this household? I told you train with j-hope, right?!"

"And why were you talking to some ramdom child?! You're not allowed to talk to anyone outside this monor!" He hits you with whip again and the seven-year old you cry in pain.

"You're an assassin. You're not allowed to become friends with anyone. You can't trust anyone. I am training you to become one so you have to listen to every word i say." He may be screaming , but he hits you with the whip everytime he finished a sentence.

"One day, you will kill someone and you shoudn't feel guilty about it because that is your purpose. You're nothing, But an assassin. Assassin don't have any friends!" You continue to cry as he hits you mercilessly madam is just watching you two while smoking, not bothering to help you.

They are heartless.

Among the other assassin, you are the only one they hit and punished like that.

They are the strictest with you. They treat you like an animal unlike the other assassins.

You're scared of them.

You hate them for even adopting you.

Everything got blurry until it turns dark.

You can hear some beeping sounds and your face feels wet. You slowly opens you eyes and brightness welcome you. The sound of your alarm rings in your ears as you stare blankly up on you ceiling.

Tears flow on the side of your face.

'That wasn't a just nightmare... it was my past.'

You don't feel good, emotionlly.

You lost.

The will to do you daily routine.

However, V's smile flashed in your mind. You're supposed to hang out again today. You're about to sit up when you ringtone rang, signaling that someone sent you a meassage.

You look at the message and saw that it's from j-hope. You sigh and you immediately know what that means.

You send a quickly reply saying you'll be there in a few minutes.

You wash up and change your clothes. You're brushing you teeth as you look outside your window to see if V is already there, and he is.

JENNIE POV.

'I'm sure he'll be disappointed if i call suddenly.'

I sigh and began to get ready. I quickly walk up to V. He notice my presence and looks up.

"Hey..." he smiles cheerfuly at me.

"Good mornig!"

"Good morning...um, i can't hang out with you today. Something came up and i need to finish it first. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I guess that's more important. Don't worry, i'll just wait here like the usual." His face shows no disappointement and i sigh in relief.

"I promised I'll be quick."

"Promise?" He asked.

"Promise." I smile at him.

"I'll get going now." He nods and waves.

"Take care."

"Bye~" I wave back and run.

****

"What it is today?" I barge in the room while panting.

"Whoa, calm down kid. Take a seat first." I take a seat across him and look at him impatiently.

"What's with the looked?" He asked. I just shook my head.

"Nothing." He narrows his eyes at me.

"You look like you're in hurry."

"Not really." I answered quited fast. He still doesn't look convinced. Knowing j-hope, he won't leave the topic unless i tell him he wants to know.

"I brought a pizza and i want to eat it now as soon as possible." I lied.

"Oh, really?" His eyes sparkled.

"Can i come over and have som—" I cut him off.

"No. It's all mine." He scrunches up his face.

"You big meanie." I just stuck out my tongue at him.

"Anyway..." he slides a paper on the table.

"You know what to do." I pick up the paper and reach the information.

"Yup. It will be done quickly."

I watch my victim discreetly, not letting him out of my sight. He walking towards his house, drunk as heck. Good thing his house is far from civilization and has low security.

'Nice, this will be easy.'

I did my things and send a message to bambam and suga. I hid my dagger and made sure it's clean, and so is my hands and clothes before the leaving the scene.

I only goal is to go to V as soon as possible.

—

"V!" The moment i saw his figure, i shout his name and wave even though he can't see me.

He turn towards me and waved back while smiling widely.

"That's pretty quick." I jog up to him.

"Well, you're waiting for me." I grin. However, v's expression suddenly become obscure and it seem like he's looking down at my hands.

"V? Is there something wrong?" My voice snaps him out of his daze and he looks up at my face.

"Nothing..." I frown and look down at my hands.

'Is there something wrong with them?'

Nothing seems wrong with my hands.

"Did you finish what you're supposed to do?" He asked.

"Oh, yeah. I did it as quick as i can." I sit down on the swing next to him.

"I don't want you to wait long."

"I'm used to it." His face is full of amusement and mischievousness.

"Are you concerned to me?"

"Of course i am."

"Why?" He wriggles hie eyebrows.

"Do i need a reason to?"

"Hmm..." He prentends to thinks.

"Maybe it's because i'm your..." she stop.

"My?" I just wait for him to continue.

"I don't know." He grins a kid who's hiding something and wants me to look for it. I caught on quickly on what he wantd me to say.

"Because you're my fr..." I pause.

"Fr?" His lit up and looks at me expectantly.

"Freesia."

"Freesia?" It seems like he didn't expect that i've going to say that.

"Why freesia?"

"Freesia suits you. Freesia can mean innocence, trust, thoughtfulness, sweetness and..."

"And?"

"Friendship." I smile brightly at him he also smiles, his cheeks tainting light pink.

"If i'm the Freesia, then of course you're the Wisteria!"

"Do you know what wisteria means?" I frown.

"Well..." He pauses.

"No." I sneer.

"Then how can you say that i'm the wisteria?"

"I'll look it up later." I laugh.

"Well, i know." I stuck my tongue out. He pouts a little before smiling.

The of two of us chat more. Unlike yesterday that is full of seriousness and formalitly today it's full of laughter and laidback conversation.

'But of course, you're my friend, V. No matter what they will say.'

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