Comeback

"What are you doing? Get off my bed!" I snapped, crawling onto my bed to smack his arm. He's not sleeping here tonight!

"I'm sleepy! Stop it," Jungkook turned the other way. What the hell?

"Go sleep in your room!" I snapped, shoving him in irritation, but he wouldn't budge. What a shithead! Why is he like this?!

"Fine, I'll sleep next to you then," I glared, then lay down on the mattress beside him. Maybe he'll run away if I sleep with him. Well, that sounds wrong but don't get the wrong idea. Still, he didn't move.

"Are you snoring?" I questioned, getting up to stare at him in irritation. Jungkook let out this faint snore every five seconds. What the fuck.

"If only murder is legal- I'd kill you this instant," I sighed, crawling off my bed in defeat. I opened the cabinet to pull out a thin mattress and an extra pillow, then slept on it.

"What kind of a guy would make a girl sleep on the floor?" I glared at Jungkook, who was fast asleep on my bed.

Jungkook and I sat down in the living room the next morning after breakfast to discuss with my parents and Mr. Jeon. I nervously bit my lips and thought hard to myself. Jungkook sat down beside me, and we exchanged uneasy glances.

"Sora, I understand your decision to leave us. It must be scary, and I'm sorry about everything," Mr. Jeon smiled at me. URGHHH! I feel so bad- why does he have to apologize?

"It's not your fault. Please don't apologize," I bowed my head in guilt.

"You've entered the game by accident because of Taehyung-shi when he foolishly claimed you. You know it's impossible to escape, right?" Mr. Jeon asked. I nodded quietly.

"You can stay with us if you want. We won't pressure you. Okay?" Eomma darted me a reassuring smile.

"I made up my mind. I'll return," I said shortly, and the room fell silent at my statement. Appa tilted his head as if he heard me wrong.

"What?" Jungkook turned to look at me in surprise.

"I'll go back to Seoul. I'll give it another shot," I smiled at my parents and Mr. Jeon. I am scared. Very scared, but I'm doing this for Yoongi. Only Yoongi. I won't leave him behind in that crazy society, not alone.

"Are you sure, honey? I remember-"

"Yes, eomma. I'm sure. I'll go back with you if you can guarantee my safety," I firmly nodded, turning to look at Mr. Jeon.

"Of course, we won't let anyone hurt you. Don't worry," Mr. Jeon assured. He reached out to grab my hand with a reassuring smile.

"That's it then? You're leaving?" Appa asked unsurely and glanced at eomma.

"Yes, I've made up my mind. I need to be prepared appa. Like you said," I smiled. I'll be fine, I hope.

We had to leave the next day after the discussion. I can't believe I'm returning to the society. I came so far and so close to being away from all the messed up society, but here I am... walking right back into their game. This is all for Min Yoongi. I will never leave him there alone.

"ACHEWW!" I sneezed for the tenth time in half an hour.

"You're going to infect me," Jungkook rolled his eyes at me.

"Excuse me?! You gave me the flu!" I glared at him as I dabbed the tissue on my nose. He freaking gave me the flu a day after he sneezed right into my face. Now I can barely breathe with my stuffy nose.

"Sora, listen," Mr. Jeon turned to look at me. He sat facing me in the car.

"Neh?" I straightened my back while sniffling into the tissue.

"I know you're dating Yoongi, but you can't trust his parents," Mr. Jeon advised me. Taehyung already told me that... Namjoon did too.

"N-neh?" I stuttered in confusion before turning to look at Jungkook. Jungkook shrugged and glanced at his father.

"I mean, don't show them your weak side. Be cautious around Yoongi. Trust me, Sora," Mr. Jeon explained when he realized I was still clueless.

"N-neh... I promise I'll be careful," I weakly smiled at him. What the hell? His parents seem innocent though?

"Good. Jungkook, you should take her to the post-party. It's today, right?" Mr. Jeon turned to look at Jungkook.

"Neh, it is today. But I don't think-"

"Sora needs to show up. She has to appear stronger. We need to show them she's still under our protection, son. It's the only way to keep the beasts away from her. I hope," Mr. Jeon glanced out the window bitterly. Showing up after disappearing? Can't I just rest at the mansion?

"Neh, I will do that, but what about her-"

"I'll contact the stylist. You two will head straight to them and get dressed. Sora, you need to appear fearless and... powerful beside Jungkook. Don't let them see your vulnerability. You have to survive," Mr. Jeon stared at me right in the eyes- it felt as if he could read through me. He has this weird message in his eyes that I can't seem to decode. What is it?

We later arrived in Seoul, and sure enough, we were sent straight to a building where the stylists were preparing to welcome us. I felt as if I was an artist when the stylists tried fancy dresses on me. Two hairstylists worked on my hair while one makeup artist dabbed the foundation onto my face. They're very extra. Does it matter that much? Is the party that important?

"So... What is a post-party?" I asked, glancing at Jungkook, who was getting his hair styled next to me.

"A party just like the Alpha Ceremony but on a smaller scale. Everyone will attend the Alpha Ceremony. Even the lower ranks will be there. The Deltas will be there and other trivial ranks. But, before each ceremony, a household will host a mini party amongst the Alphas. Only the alphas will be present at the post-party," Jungkook explained through the mirror.

"Ah... What a dumb way to waste money," I nodded. I'm not even surprised. So they'll be having a post-party, the actual ceremony, and an after-party? Tsk...

"Yoongi will be there with his parents," Jungkook shrugged. Yoongi... How has he been? I am actually nervous to see him. What if he hates me for abandoning him?

"Parents will be there?" I asked, turning to look at Jungkook, feeling a bit nervous. The parents are way scarier than their kids, and I hate it. Their hawk eyes... staring right into my soul as if they're waiting for me to die or something so they can feast on my flesh.

"Definitely, it's their time to bond, or should I say... show off?" Jungkook smirked at me through the mirror as the makeup artist gave me one final dab of blush and stepped aside.

"Let's go," Jungkook glanced at his watch before getting off his seat, suddenly... I felt super tense. My heart began racing so fast, that I started to feel nauseous. Why am I so nervous?

"You look good, don't worry," Jungkook smiled while staring at me through the reflection. I nervously glanced at my dress, unable to recognize myself. For a moment, I thought he actually meant what he said, but it's Jeon Jungkook. He's always sarcastic.

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Jimin's POV

"Oh, Minah returned from her exchange program," I turned to nudge Taehyung. He has been staring at his wine glass for the last thirty minutes.

"She looks happy despite the messy breakup," Taehyung muttered, finally lifting his eyes off the glass. He averted his gaze toward Minah as she strolled into the mansion in a flaming red dress.

"It must be hard for her, but we never know who to trust," I nodded with my eyes on Minah, recalling her best friend's tragic passing. It seems like all the alphas came to the post-party... and one of them is the culprit behind the slaughters.

"Who knows, she might be the murderer after all," Taehyung chuckles darkly, turning to stare at his wine glass again. He's always been like this ever since Sora left. He completely shut himself down all over again. I thought he was getting better.

"Is Jungkook coming? He left with his father for a while," I asked Taehyung. He's too quiet these days. If I don't talk to him then he won't talk at all. It's scary sometimes because I don't know what he's up to.

"I don't know. I don't care," Taehyung shrugged, putting away his wine glass without drinking it. He didn't even drink it. Jungkook and Taehyung got into a furious fight- just before Jungkook left with his father because Jungkook mentioned something about Sora.

"Everyone is here, even Mr. Jeon. But where the hell is Jungkook?" I shrugged, glancing around in confusion. Maybe he's sick?

"Why do you care?" Taehyung rolled his eyes at me in annoyance before picking up his glass to admire it again. He's really going crazy. I want to talk to the others, but I don't want to leave Taehyung alone.

"Friends!" Hoseok beamed, strolling toward us with a bright smile as he dragged Yoongi with him. Yoongi didn't look happy either because his parents have been following him around since the stupid runaway plan.

"Let me go!" Yoongi snapped, pushing Hoseok off him in irritation. I mean, his girlfriend suddenly disappeared for a month now. I'd be upset too.

"I don't need your positivity," Taehyung snarled at the slight hint of the bright energy because he prefers to drown himself in his own misery. Hoseok didn't seem to care and grinned at Taehyung as if he didn't hear him. I wonder if it's really a genuine smile or just a fake one? How is he so positive all the time?

"Are you enjoying it?" Seokjin came striding toward us in his black tuxedo with a wine glass in his hand.

"Lousy," Taehyung mumbled, glancing away in displease.

"You didn't even take a walk around the place yet!" Seokjin whined at Taehyung's harsh judgment. Taehyung fired Seokjin a cold stare and averted his piercing eyes away.

"Why should I?" Taehyung coldly scoffed and stared at Seokjin with a dull expression.

"Did you hear? Jungkook is coming!-"

"Really? I don't think so! I heard he's sick?"

"No! He's coming! I heard he's coming with a date!"

"What? No way! Who?"

"I don't know!" A group of the lower-rank alphas gossiped right next to us. Taehyung turned to look at them in confusion.

"Jungkook is attending the posting party too?" I asked Taehyung. He turned to look at me with a doubtful look. He doesn't know too. Huh..?

"Who told you Jungkook is coming?" Taehyung turned to ask the group of alphas. They shrieked in fear. The lower ranks are afraid of the higher ranks. Especially Taehyung since he's known to be very violent.

"W-we heard it from another person-"

"THAT'S JUNGKOOK'S CAR!" One of the alphas shrieked when a red Ferrari slowly drove towards the entrance. That is Jungkook's car. Huh...?

"What the-" Taehyung whispered, watching the car with his eyebrows furrowed.

"Why is everyone so surprised," Yoongi rolled his eyes, pushing his way out of the crowd in annoyance.

"I thought he's not coming?" Namjoon asked me in confusion. I gave him a shrug. How am I supposed to know? The car halted at the entrance, and Jungkook got off his car in his black striped tuxedo and a neat black bow tie. He rounded the car, then pulled the door open and reached out to help- What the fuck. .. a woman out of his car.

"He has a date? Who's that?" Hoseok asked, squinting his eyes at Jungkook to get a glimpse of his date.

"That's not... possible..," I whispered curiously. Every one of the alphas is here except for Jungkook himself. Who the hell is that girl? The girl slowly got off in the car in a glittering golden dress... wavy dark black hair with a neat floral hairstyle.

"OH MY GOD," Hoseok gasped loudly as we all stared at the girl in utter shock.

"What the hell..." Taehyung whispered with his eyes wide open as the familiar face turned in our direction... gleaming in her golden dress. Everyone fell silent as the two of them slowly approached us. Taehyung's face turned pale. The wine glass slipped out of his hand and shattered onto the floor with a loud crash.

Jang Sora...