The sound of muffled music could be heard from outside your room door as you prepared yourself for your entrance. You held onto the knob as you took a deep breath before exiting. Your dad was in Japan for his business while your brother was abroad studying for his exams. It seemed like the perfect scenario, you decided to throw a party. Well, it wasn't completely your idea or your doing at all, you even tried to find a way out of the situation you were tricked into it.

Your friends orchestrated this whole thing. They had only good intentions though. And after the commotion You made the other day about your image and what not, they decided to take matters into their own hands. You could see how they could get annoyed with you from time to time. Your friends, they are different from you. You are more of a big talker, but when it comes to applying your words into actions, you tend to back out. On the other hand, your friends are doers and they were tired of putting up with your shits. So here you were.

It obviously wasn't the usual, what you did when your dad was away. Typically you'd invite the two them over to watch movies and hangout, or you'd spend the night at one of their houses. You hated being alone and quite frankly, you were scared to be, especially in your huge house. You were used to the controlled environment, and you find it most comfortable, but as you walked toward the spiral staircase, reality hit you. There was, however, a reason for this newfound rebellion.

It was to break away from the title "Sunsu". A nickname you were given in the middle of your first year. You grew to hate that name along with the person who gave it to you. But there was more to it than that. This party wasn't going to be enough. There was something else you had to do.

The music was blaring as you walked down the stairs of your mansion. The party that you were supposed to be hosting, was full of a bunch of unknowns dancing, drinking, and shouting, and If the success of the party was based off the amount of people that were there, you'd be legendary. As you scanned the room, there truly were all types of people you didn't expect to be there. The small minority being classmates from your school ironically. High school students and even some college students were present.
You see your two best friends drinking a suspicious liquid when you greeted them for the second time that night.

"Riah", they both said in unison.

"Ya where did that come from?" You eyed the red cup in your blonde haired friends hand.

"Riah relax, it's a party, this is normal." Right, you almost forgot. 'Be cool. Be cool.'

"Here." You looked at the suspicious liquid your other friend was handing to you in angst.

"Come on take it, it will come in handy later when you do...that." She gave you a wink. 'Oh right, that. 'You took a sip before scrunching your face up in disgust.

"What is this? How do people even drink this?" You didn't think alcohol would have such a taste. All your life you had been wondering why people drink it so fast, and now you know the answer. Your friends were cracking up as they witnessed the distaste on your face.

"Who brought this anyway?" They glanced at each other and giggled. Both pointed behind you towards the bar area and you see that it's none other than your target, Jungkook.

He was resting his chin on his arms staring right at you observing your interactions with your friends. He was close enough for you to see the smirk play on his face upon you noticing him.

"He's with his group of friends...they brought the alcohol. You should go thank him personally." Something about what your friend just said sounded weird to you.

"I think he came here for you. He's been waiting patiently over there since he got here hehe." 'Did they tell him personally to come?'

"Well? What are you waiting for? Go talk to him!" Your friends try to push you in his direction.

"W-w-wait I'm not ready!" You really weren't. You couldn't stop your hands from shaking and your heart was ready to escape from your body. One of your friends hands you another drink. She purposely poured a greater amount into it, and with that you drank it down trying to focus on the taste rather than your anxiety. There were a couple of last minute deep breaths.

"Okay, wish me luck guys, for the next time we meet again, I will be a woman!" 'Hopefully.'

"Hwaiting!" They both said, as you walked in the opposite direction.

"Ah. Ri. Ah. Who said you can throw a party and not invite me?" That voice had snuck up on you and you turned to your right to confirm your suspicion.

"You...Why are you here?" It was him. The one who gave you that annoying nickname.

"Hmmm, I came here for two reasons, you and...something else." 'What something else? Ugh why is he here?'

"Ha! Are you serious?" He grabs your arm, and into your ear he says,

"I'm very serious, Riah." Shuddering, you look over to Jungkook to see if he's watching thankfully he's not. The guy beside you turned to see who your attention was on.

"I'd watch my back if I were you." He handed you his drink before walking away. 'Hmpf, what a drama queen' you thought. You drink the rest of the contents in the cup and look forward to see Jungkook, now socializing with his friends. Thank god for that party crasher, because if it wasn't for him, you would have lost your resolve.

'No one takes me seriously this way! And because of that guy, no one gets too close to me either, like close enough for rumors to spread back to him. Like, who does he think he is? My father? Tonight. I'm going to throw everything away tonight.' On the long walk over, you thought back to all those words you once said. It gave you more encouragement.

"I'm tired of being the good girl....
...It makes me unhappy...
...I rather not have it...
...And I know just the person."

"You do realize selling alcohol to minors is illegal, right?" You questioned the boy in front of you, cup in hand. You leaned in close so that the gap between you was less than an inch.

"Whose your supplier?" You gave him a wink before taking the soju that was on the counter. You poured it carefully into the cup he was holding. He had it at his lips before you took it right out of his hands to down it, all in one gulp. All the guys around the counter woohooed and cheered, and you could barely keep from scrunching up your face. It was your fourth dose of the night.

"Don't force yourself." He could easily sense the the bitter look on your face.

"Mmmmm! It's good!" Jungkook laughed at your sudden change in personality.

"Okay, okay silly." He looked at you and you swear you saw a hint of sincerity in his eyes.

"Hey...um, if you don't mind me asking...why did you come?"

"Hmm..." His eyes wondered back to your friends who are watching from afar. You turn quickly to see that they are waving their hands in a signal and shaking their heads. They stopped immediately when you caught them. They returned their attention to each other as if nothing happened.

"Ah...do you want to talk somewhere less...distracting?" Jungkook smirked and bit his lip sexily, and you knew what this meant. Before you pulled him upstairs into your room you grabbed a bottle and a glass. You thought you would need it.

As soon as the door is shut, you locked it, and surprised Jungkook with your aggressiveness.

"Let's play a game." On a whim you thought up an ice breaker, this one truth one lie game you heard about from one of your friends.

"I tell you something about me that's true and something about me that's false. You try to guess which one is true, but if you guess wrong you take a shot...and remove one article of clothing." You attempted to intimidate him by closing the space in between the both of you, but you see the kid before you, just barely holding back from laughing. You pursed your lips.

"...But if you do answer correctly, I drink and strip." What is he? Is he amused right now?

"Yeah, I know how the game works..."

"Okay then, you go first, and don't worry, I'll go easy on you." You say it like a challenge, but you couldn't help getting annoyed at how amused he was.

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You guys went for a few rounds, and you were down to your bra and panties while he only had his briefs. 'Soon' you thought. Soon this game would be over and you will be fully exposed to Jungkook. Although it was different from what you imagined, it was still happening.

"I'm older than you by one year or I'm younger than you by one year?" 'Shit, I forgot. I'm so screwed right now.'

"Y-younger?"

"Wrong!" 'Fuck me.'

"Noway! Y-You're definitely younger than me!" You start to get nervous, but thank god there was so much alcohol in your system. You won't remember your embarrassment, thankfully.

"You're fifteen right?"

"Y-yeah."

"I'm sixteen." He pulled out his identification card that was in the back pocket of his pants to prove it. Oh right, Jungkook is in high school. 'How could I forget that? Maybe it was because of his baby face?' Geez, this young looking kid was actually your Oppa?

"What? you thought I was in middle school?" He snickered.

"Fine...My turn?" 'I'm too drunk to play this game.' Before you could say anything else Jungkook handed you the shot glass and poured the soju in filling it up to the top. You hesitantly gulp down the contents and return the empty glass again.

"Hmmm, what will it be?" Jungkook licked his lips while he undressed you with his eyes. You ultimately reached up behind your back to unhook your bra while saying...

"I'm a virgin or I'm not a virgin?" The straps slid off your shoulders and you let it fall to the floor. Jungkook only glanced at your bare chest before looking you straight in the eye and smirked because he already knew the answer.

"Of course you are." He was so straight-faced in this moment, you would mistake him for a robot. 'He was use to it,' you thought. You asked the very blatant question everyone knew, wanting this game to come to an end. He must have realized that, because when you reached for the glass in his hand, he pulled it away and placed it with the soju bottle on the dresser. You started to remove your last article of clothing only to be stopped again.

"You have no idea who you plan to lose it to or you know exactly who you plan to lose it to?"

"You already know that answer, don't you?" Jungkook took you by the hand and led you to sit down on your bed. While holding onto your legs before him, slowly his hands traveled up your thighs, as he spoke to you.

"You threw this huge party hoping I would come, you, secluded me from your party to play a silly game you were never going to win, and you locked yourself in your room with a boy who has no intention of letting you leave." Honestly, you wish you hadn't been so drunk right now, so you'd be able to make sense out of what he was saying.

"Silly girl, I would have fucked you if you just asked me to." Those hands did make it to the hem of your panties. Your last piece of dignity was being tugged at. You realized in this state there was no control. You realize it to late.

"You threw this party for me right?" You collided chest first into Jungkook before wrapping your arms around him tightly. He halted at your actions.

"I just wanna hold you." Was your drunken way of telling him to stop. Just the company of one another. It was comfortable. It wasn't awkward. It was all you wanted right then. Did it matter if it was Jungkook? Maybe not. But you felt unexpectedly safe in his company, and you didn't want to let go. You blacked out.

"It's okay to be scared"

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A stranger, someone you had not seen before. He attached something to your wrist. A note? Tape? 'Ugh who is this guy?'

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You blinked and discovered the face of someone familiar. He was forcing something down your throat. You weren't able to scream for help because his hand muffled your attempts. You end with swallowing whatever that jerk gave you and felt dazed a few minutes after. You could hear the slightest of whimpering that came from the latter when his head met with your shoulder, and after he abruptly moved from on top of you, you couldn't help but feel the dampness he had left behind.

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The cold breeze coated your skin and the sounds of cars flooded your ears, while you held onto something, someone tightly.

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"Riah...I'm sorry..."

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Your eyes slowly opened the next morning, or afternoon to a loud bang from outside. 'Someone is banging on the door...or is that all in my head?' Your ears are ringing from the massive hangover you were experiencing for the first time.

"This is the police! Open the door!" 'What a bunch of bull...wait where am I?' You looked up to see you weren't in your room. Hell, it wasn't even your house. The door was broken down in the next moment. And in flooded the place with armed cops.

"Ya, we found the girl. Search the area for any suspicious persons," One of them said into the mic hidden underneath his collar. 'What's going...on?'

"Riah!" Your brother entered with a semi-relieved semi-troubled look on his face.

"Oppa? What are you doing he-"

"Why are you here, Riah? How did you get here? Who were you with?" You were wondering the same exact thing. Sitting up a sharp pain welcomed you and you grimaced.

"I don't kn-" Joonah swiftly pulled the blanket that was covering you away, and he was terrified as he took in the sight. His face was the palest you've ever seen it at this moment. You look down to see that the sheets were stained with blood.

"Wha-wha-wha- how is th-" you couldn't get anything out and sat there stuttering like a fool.

"Who the fuck were you with?!" 'Oh shit, he's angry.' You don't even know the answer to that question. Joonah sees this and shrugs it off, strangely.

"Are you hurt anywhere...else?"

"No..." Although your head was now hurting more than before, you knew he didn't mean that type of hurt.

"Is there a problem?" Joonah recovered the blanket that once covered you immediately upon hearing the officer behind him.

"Uh, no no there isn't," Joonah said trying to sound convincing.

"Well, there is no sign of anyone in this area, and the culprit or culprits are likely far away from here by now. We will move our search South and start the interviewing process. Will she be okay for questioning?"

"No!" It startled you.

"Are you sure? Someone did after all di-"

"Stop!" Your older brother kept cutting him off with his yelling, and you found it very suspicious. Especially when the cop didn't scold him. It was completely out of character.

"Can you give us a moment?" The cop cleared his throat and bowed before leaving with the rest of them. You remember that Joonah was supposed to be abroad in America.

"Joonah, aren't you supposed to be-"

"Listen, Riah..." Your Oppa is known for cutting any and everyone off. He looked at you very concerned.

"You know how you've always wanted to be a model and travel to Paris one day?" '...heh?'

"Uh huh?"

"Let's go, right now." 'What the fuck?'

"Right now? Really? ...Why?"

"Just, go take a shower. I'll go get you new clothes." You figured your questions probably won't be answered judging by the conflicted face he was giving you.

"But won't dad be angry? He only wants me to focus on school." Your dad always opposed your dreams and desires. He deemed them silly.

"...I'm sure he'll change his mind once he sees how much potential you have." He sounded nervous as he pushed you into the bathroom. Something bad happened, you could tell.

"He won't be mad, I promise. And if he does, I'll be there to take the blame, okay?" After taking a long look at him close up you could see how red his eyes were as he smiled pretending nothing was wrong.

"Okay."

Notes

Next chapter is a bit of smut...