Living with Jungkook became very hard for me since that night where we should just be having our dinner but ended 
up to some conversations that made me uncomfotable around him. Well, on his side he has been acting normal and I, myself tried 
to act the same but somehow it was quite impossible. 

It has been a month and half since I've been officially Mrs. Jeon. I hate hearing or stating the reality but I've got no choice to do. 
Because if I did, marrying Jungkook won't be one of my options. Also Taehyung and Taeyoon keeps on contacting me so I need to quit 
on my social media accounts and change my number to an American one. 

Yes, there was guilt and it's quite a big one. Well erase the "quite." because the guilt in myself is big enough to make me lose myself. 
But at the same time I love and care for my family. They must not be the perfect parents but I grew up like this because of them, without them 
there won't be Kim Hyerim. So it's sounds like a payment thing for them or something. 


"We're going to be late. Don't be such a lazy ." Ever since Jungkook never changed. His always harsh on his words, cold and a total 
opposite of my old friend Jeon Jungkook. "Yes I'm coming!" I answered back annoyingly. 

"Are you shouting at me?" 

"I did? Of course not! Well if that's what you think then a yes is it?" I chuckled. I wanted to laugh at his pissed off face 
but I better stop myself on doing so. 


- 

I hopped out of the car as we arrived the private school in New York. Well, you see there are lots of new faces. It's like literally a like. 
Our parents decided to put us on the same class for the reason so that we'll get to know each other more and GET ALONG well with one 
another that is further thing to happen. 

"Oh my god! That's the eldest son of Jeon Incoorporation right?" 

"Really? Oh my gosh! Their car models are very fantastic! My dad collects them too." 

"As far as I know their company earns 150 Million dollars a month!" 

"His that rich?! Oh my gosh. What class is he in?" 

I hissed as we passed by a group of girls uttering and twitching about Jungkook. And what annoys me is obviously 
they just want his money , not him at all. "Tss." 

"Why are you hissing out of nowhere?" He asked, stopping his footsteps which made girls attention to me, only in me. "Did I? 
I didn't and can you continue on walking. Everyone's eyes are o--" 

I wasn't able to finish my sentence when Jungkook lifted up my chin and planted a soft kiss on my lips, catching everyone's 
attention on the first day of my school year in America. As he broke from the kiss, he left a smirk and I was dumbfounded. 


"Who is she? Her aura no! Her presences itself wants me to kill her!" 

"Calm down. Don't you know girls? He was married not long ago. And of course it's due to 
family business so I bet she's the bride." 

"What?! That low-class, old fashion girl?!" 

I could ing hear everyword, everyletter you're uttering out! My hands formed into fist when I realized Jungkook did it 
on purpose. He has been teasing me with his random kisses at home, it's part of his bully-Hyerim plan. But he has reach his limits! 
Why even do it on public? 




Sitting next to him in class is another worst thing to deal with. I got to see him all day at home and now even in school? 
Facing the wall beside me was the best option as I listen to the whole discussion. I gave Jungkook a glance and saw him playing with 
his phone under the table, covered with his book placed on the desk. 

It's payback time! I thought. 

"Excuse me sir, I'm sorry for interrupting but are we allowed to play gadgets in here, like during your class or nah?" Clueless