[CONTENTID1] ☆ night shifts ☆ [/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2] 

Beep. 

Silence ensues. 

Beep.

A pair of eyes stares at him intensely.

Beep.

Breaths in sync.

Beep.

The last of the last...

...why??

"Aren't you go-"

Heart fingers. A flashy pose. A flirtatious wink. OWO mode on. Inside a convenient store. "Jungkook oppa, looking great today! As usual!" Yerim sheepishly flashes him a grin, eyes twinkling with youthful love as she tries to speak with coherence. "That wiww be hehe fouwteen thousand thwee hundwed fifty won hehe.."

"..."

For a brief moment, Jungkook grips his hands and closes his eyes. He recalls the time when Taehyung taught him how to calm down....'Breathe in. Then breathe out. Think of Buddha and think simple thoughts. Go back to a time where you were in absolute peace....how were you feeling...and something about nature....pretty waterfalls'..........is what Jungkook is trying to remember but it's definitely not calming him down. Time is ticking. There's no time for mental meditation. He's well versed with the fact that if he doesn't get out of this convenient store within a few minutes, she will definitely hunt him alive. So he reaches for his wallet quicker than Saiyan.

Kim Yerim. A university student in her first year studying robotics. At first glance, she's a diligent and good mannered student, but if you happen to be named Jungkook, a third-year law student and good looking, she's anything but that. Everyone on campus knows she's a vixen-like angel who has a massive, big, fat crush on Jungkook and that she works night shifts at the nearest conveni