Remember Me?
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MINJI’S POV
Jungkook? Is this really him? It was hard to determine what his face looked like in the dark ballroom. I walked back to the table just to be a little closer to him so I could examine him properly.
“Is your name really ‘Jungkook’?” I asked politely, facing his face. Now that I was near him, he did seem to resemble Jungkook I knew. The other people at the table whispered to themselves and stared at me, including Taehyung. The ‘Jungkook’ in front of me was studying my face as I was studying his.
“Are you guys having a staring eye contest?” someone (it’s Jimin!) piped up. We both turned to him. “His name is Jeon Jungkook! His father is the CEO of One Jeon Corps! Don’t you recognize him? He’s all over the Daily Korea as the youngest and most successful-”
“I..” I hesitated, “I almost thought I did.” I turned and headed back to the kitchen. Doppelgangers exist right? Some people have the same last name and first name. There’s no way that that my Jungkook is him.
JUNGKOOK’S POV
“She thought? How do you almost recognize someone? How do you almost recognize Jeon Jungkook?” Jimin exclaimed in disbelief while devouring food. "ALMOST?"
After she had left, I sat back down between to Jimin and Krystal. My sister started to scoff.
“She’s just pretending not to know him,” explained Krystal. “Isn’t it obvious?” She turned to Namjoon, her personal assistant, and *CLAP* high-fived him. He pushed up his circular spectacles and quietly scoffed with her, evaluating on Minji.
"Hey, Yoongi-ah," said Krystal, "can you please ask my dad if I could have the Dea property? I want those shopping malls!" She clapped her hands together to clarify herself. "A! *CLAP* S! *CLAP* A! *CLAP* P! *CLAP* "
"If you want it so badly, go ask him yourself." Hoseok, my father's left hand, calmly said.
“I can’t believe that girl rejected me though,” mumbled Taehyung, still grumpy. He then faced Yoongi, my father’s secretary and right hand, and leaned on his shoulder. Yoongi smacked Taehyung’s head off and said, “We’re in public. Act your age.” From across the table, Taehyung glared at me and stabbed a shrimp. I couldn't help but giggle.
I smiled to myself. Yeo Minji, I’ve finally found you.
MINJI’S POV
A few months have passed by after I met Jungkook’s rich look-alike. I concluded that the Jungkook I knew was still out there. After all, Jungkook was born into a completely normal family by the sea, just like mine.
Twinkle. Twinkle. The cafe’s bells welcomed another new customer. All the cafe workers had a day off today at the cafe but, to me, there was no point in spending money if I barely had any in the first place. Because of that, I was the only employee today.
I studied his posture. His hair was covered with a black cap and his hands were tucked into his dark jacket. He looks awfully sad. Once he reached the counter to order, he whipped his hand out oh his jacket pocket and fired a bullet into one of the lamps behind me. Several screams were heard as people dashed out of the shop. Poop. I screamed internally.
“Give me all of your money,” the robber calmly said, aiming his gun at my head, “or I will have to take it myself.” I nervously nodded and slowly started to put the money from the cashier into the bag he had tossed to me. Then, quick as lightning, someone ran into the cafe and punched the thief to the ground, making him unconscious. Mr. Great-Flash-Of-Light was wearing a stylish tuxedo, but without the bowtie. He brushed his hands together and sighed.
“Excuse me,” I called, “may I know who you are?”
He turned around. “I’m Kim Soohyun.”
“Thank you so much for-”
“It’s my job.” He briefly explained that he has been the ‘temporary’ bodyguard assigned to me for the past three months.
“Me? My bodyguard? I can’t even afford McDonald's. How much do I have to pay you to be here?”
“It would be best if I didn’t say it.” He calmly straightened his jacket before dragging the knocked out body out of the shop. Welp. Where did all the customers go?
I prepared some tea for him as a gift of appreciation for being a ‘bodyguard’. If he ever came back, I would give it to him. I have to admit that the street and roads on the way home have become much safer. Was that all his doing?
A few minutes later, he comes back in with another familiar person. It’s Jungkook’s rich look-alike! Damn, he looks good in those jeans.
“Hello, sir!” I bowed slightly at him before facing Kim Soohyun. “Mr. Kim! I made peach tea for you! You don’t have to buy it because it’s on the house!” He took it, sniffed it, and passed it to Jungkook.
“I prefer coffee,” he explained, “but my boss likes tea.” Boss? Jeon Jungkook is the boss?
Jungkook smiled at me and cleared his throat. “We meet again, Yeo Minji.”
“Oh! Hello, Mr. Jeon.” I say. Did he just read the name tag on my uniform?
He looks into my eyes. “Remember me?”
Jungkook? Is this really him? It was hard to determine what his face looked like in the dark ballroom. I walked back to the table just to be a little closer to him so I could examine him properly.
“Is your name really ‘Jungkook’?” I asked politely, facing his face. Now that I was near him, he did seem to resemble Jungkook I knew. The other people at the table whispered to themselves and stared at me, including Taehyung. The ‘Jungkook’ in front of me was studying my face as I was studying his.
“Are you guys having a staring eye contest?” someone (it’s Jimin!) piped up. We both turned to him. “His name is Jeon Jungkook! His father is the CEO of One Jeon Corps! Don’t you recognize him? He’s all over the Daily Korea as the youngest and most successful-”
“I..” I hesitated, “I almost thought I did.” I turned and headed back to the kitchen. Doppelgangers exist right? Some people have the same last name and first name. There’s no way that that my Jungkook is him.
JUNGKOOK’S POV
“She thought? How do you almost recognize someone? How do you almost recognize Jeon Jungkook?” Jimin exclaimed in disbelief while devouring food. "ALMOST?"
After she had left, I sat back down between to Jimin and Krystal. My sister started to scoff.
“She’s just pretending not to know him,” explained Krystal. “Isn’t it obvious?” She turned to Namjoon, her personal assistant, and *CLAP* high-fived him. He pushed up his circular spectacles and quietly scoffed with her, evaluating on Minji.
"Hey, Yoongi-ah," said Krystal, "can you please ask my dad if I could have the Dea property? I want those shopping malls!" She clapped her hands together to clarify herself. "A! *CLAP* S! *CLAP* A! *CLAP* P! *CLAP* "
"If you want it so badly, go ask him yourself." Hoseok, my father's left hand, calmly said.
“I can’t believe that girl rejected me though,” mumbled Taehyung, still grumpy. He then faced Yoongi, my father’s secretary and right hand, and leaned on his shoulder. Yoongi smacked Taehyung’s head off and said, “We’re in public. Act your age.” From across the table, Taehyung glared at me and stabbed a shrimp. I couldn't help but giggle.
I smiled to myself. Yeo Minji, I’ve finally found you.
MINJI’S POV
A few months have passed by after I met Jungkook’s rich look-alike. I concluded that the Jungkook I knew was still out there. After all, Jungkook was born into a completely normal family by the sea, just like mine.
Twinkle. Twinkle. The cafe’s bells welcomed another new customer. All the cafe workers had a day off today at the cafe but, to me, there was no point in spending money if I barely had any in the first place. Because of that, I was the only employee today.
I studied his posture. His hair was covered with a black cap and his hands were tucked into his dark jacket. He looks awfully sad. Once he reached the counter to order, he whipped his hand out oh his jacket pocket and fired a bullet into one of the lamps behind me. Several screams were heard as people dashed out of the shop. Poop. I screamed internally.
“Give me all of your money,” the robber calmly said, aiming his gun at my head, “or I will have to take it myself.” I nervously nodded and slowly started to put the money from the cashier into the bag he had tossed to me. Then, quick as lightning, someone ran into the cafe and punched the thief to the ground, making him unconscious. Mr. Great-Flash-Of-Light was wearing a stylish tuxedo, but without the bowtie. He brushed his hands together and sighed.
“Excuse me,” I called, “may I know who you are?”
He turned around. “I’m Kim Soohyun.”
“Thank you so much for-”
“It’s my job.” He briefly explained that he has been the ‘temporary’ bodyguard assigned to me for the past three months.
“Me? My bodyguard? I can’t even afford McDonald's. How much do I have to pay you to be here?”
“It would be best if I didn’t say it.” He calmly straightened his jacket before dragging the knocked out body out of the shop. Welp. Where did all the customers go?
I prepared some tea for him as a gift of appreciation for being a ‘bodyguard’. If he ever came back, I would give it to him. I have to admit that the street and roads on the way home have become much safer. Was that all his doing?
A few minutes later, he comes back in with another familiar person. It’s Jungkook’s rich look-alike! Damn, he looks good in those jeans.
“Hello, sir!” I bowed slightly at him before facing Kim Soohyun. “Mr. Kim! I made peach tea for you! You don’t have to buy it because it’s on the house!” He took it, sniffed it, and passed it to Jungkook.
“I prefer coffee,” he explained, “but my boss likes tea.” Boss? Jeon Jungkook is the boss?
Jungkook smiled at me and cleared his throat. “We meet again, Yeo Minji.”
“Oh! Hello, Mr. Jeon.” I say. Did he just read the name tag on my uniform?
He looks into my eyes. “Remember me?”
Notes
Sorry for the short chapter~
Check out our bodyguard, Kim Soohyun, though :)
Daebak.
Yay pls do more I love it soo far :)
8/10/17