Chapter 3

School Festival- Past (Eight Years Ago)

[Third Person POV]

"And why do I have to wear it?" Jungkook complained clenching the dress inside his palm.

"Helena's sick...She can't perform...Please, Jungkook, " the class president said in a hasty voice.

That year Jungkook's Junior High school had arranged a huge festival for the new year. Many students from other locale schools also came to the festival.

Jungkook's class was selected to perform a play but the girl who was about to play the lead role, Cinderella, was sick.

Jungkook in his teenage had a round face, fair skin, regular height. His voice was sweet like most teenagers. So it was quite difficult to think of him as a boy if he wore a girl's outfit , make up. Moreover, Jungkook's class have only ordinary looking girls so the class president and others chosed Jungkook as the lead.

"No one's gonna know you're a boy...Your identity's gonna be sealed. I promise.." The class president convinced.

"Jungkook, for our class's sake please!"

"Fine...I will do it."

Jungkook tried to memorize the script at the last moment. His character didn't have many dialogues so he endured somehow.

The other characters also played their parts well and they gained whistles, flowers, claps, and much praise for their performance.

The class agreed on to throw a party and Jungkook went to the dressing room to change. He checked his phone and saw that his mother had texted and called him many times.

The texts said... His father's condition wasn't good and his mother concluded to sell her engagement ring for his treatment. Jungkook's heart dropped after seeing the texts. The ring had been passed through his father's family for generations. His father can never withstand that it was sold for his treatment.

Jungkook went to the corridor to call back his mother.

"Mom, don't sell the ring..It's father's.."

"What can I do, Kookie? The ring isn't more important than your father's life, " His mother cried over the phone.

Jungkook closed his eyes to avoid the progression of the tears.

"Mom, wait for me, I will organize the money somehow..."

Jungkook hung up the call. He decided to ask for some money from his friends.

"HEY! BITCH!!!!..."

Jungkook dazed and looked behind. He saw many high school girls standing there giving him sharp gazes.

Jungkook realized protesting would give rise to more crisis so he followed them silently.

They brought him on the rooftop. The sun had set and it was already evening. They took him to a dark place.

"My boyfriend took your photos..."

"The boys of my class have gone mad for you..."

"Even Jimin's interested in you.."

Two of the girls held Jungkook's hand while others started messing with his hair and dress.

"Lemme go...I have to save my father, " Jungkook yelled.

A girl was about to slap Jungkook when someone held her wrist from behind.

"LET HER GO!"

The girls got afraid and left the spot rapidly.

"I'm Park Jimin.."

Jungkook looked at the smiling boy under the rooftop's dim light.

Isn't he's the boy who came with a foreign car? Jungkook thought to himself. His classmates were talking about it a lot.

Jimin reached Jungkook a hand and Jungkook glanced at his Rolex watch. The only thing was going inside Jungkook's head was how to get money, save his father, and the ring.

Jungkook gripped Jimin's hand at once and snatched his watch. He pushed Jimin aside, put his hand inside his pocket, seized the wallet, and began running.

"I NEED MONEY. YOU'RE RICH SO IT DOESN'T GONNA MATTER, " Jungkook screamed.

Jungkook took cash from the wallet and threw it on the ground leaving the place.

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