"Why does it always have to be fake?" I asked.
Silence.
Then I looked at him.
"…Am I fake too?"
Yoongi didn't answer.
He just stood there.
Quiet.
That alone… was my answer.
"I guess that's it," I said softly, then turned and walked out.
As soon as I entered the restaurant
"Is that your boyfriend?" Yoonmin asked immediately.
Yeah… he is.
Do you want him?
I can't give him to you… because he's mine.
…I wanted to say it like that.
Smiling.
Happily.
But I couldn't.
Because...
Yoongi is a coward.
"No," I said shortly.
"Ooops," she muttered and turned away.
Just then, my phone rang.
"Yah, Minju!!" I picked up quickly.
"Come to my house ASAP and wear something that covers your face!" she said urgently.
"But..."
The call ended.
I frowned.
What happened?
Did she and Jimin break up?
And why should I hide my face?
"Shiball…" I muttered.
The worst part, I just resumed work not long ago.
"Yoonmin, please cover for me. I'll be back soon," I said quickly.
"Uh?!"
"Thanks, love you!" I rushed out before she could reply.
I walked behind the restaurant, half expecting to see Yoongi…
But no one was there.
Just empty air.
On my way, I stopped at a store and bought a face mask.
Then I hurried to Minju's house
And froze.
Reporters.
Everywhere.
Cameras.
People shouting.
"What is going on…?" I whispered.
My heart started racing.
I quickly called her.
"Yah, Minju, I'm outside. What's with the crowd?"
She ignored my question.
"I'm opening the gate. Run in as fast as you can!"
"…What?!"
Then...
I saw her.
She ran to the gate, wearing a cap and a mask, waving at me urgently.
I ran.
"She's out! Get your cameras ready!" someone shouted.
Flash!
Flash!
Flash!
Lights everywhere.
The gate opened
She grabbed my hand and pulled me in.
But suddenly
Someone grabbed me from behind.
"You know Minju?" a reporter asked.
What kind of question is that?!
"Shiball!" I snapped, eyes wide, as Minju pulled me away.
"Did she just curse at me?" the reporter complained.
We finally got inside.
I bent slightly, catching my breath.
"What happened?" I asked.
My heart was still pounding.
"They're reporters," Minju said, her voice shaking.
"They found out about me and Jimin… dating."
My eyes widened.
"…What?"
"They've been sending threats… messages… even letters."
I looked up
And my eyes met his.
Min Yoongi
He was here.
…Why is he here?
Why did she call him too?
And me?
What am I doing here?
To comfort her?
Or… something else?
"Someone has been stalking us," Minju added.
"Don't they have jobs?" I said, annoyed.
She gave a weak nod.
Footsteps.
Jimin walked down the stairs.
"Sasaeng"
"Any progress? Any solution?" Minju asked quickly.
"There is…" he said slowly.
"My manager said we should…"
He paused.