Y/N's journey from a glamorous life as a model and brand ambassador to the gritty world of underground boxing.
After losing her closest friend, Jennie, Y/N seeks refuge in a murder-prone area, where she confronts jealousy, betrayal, and her own past...
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When I woke up, I found myself in a different setting. The store had been replaced by a cozy bedroom, and I was lying comfortably on a bed. Confusion swept over me as I tried to piece together how I had ended up here.
As I slowly sat up, I noticed that the room was dimly lit, the soft glow of a bedside lamp casting a warm ambiance. It was a stark contrast to the chaos of the storm outside. The rain had stopped, and the tranquility of the room was a welcome change from the events of the night.
I glanced around, my eyes adjusting to the soft lighting. It was then that I realized I wasn't alone in the room. Jungkook was seated in a chair nearby, his gaze fixed on me.
Yeri was sitting on the couch in the living room, engrossed in her thoughts. When she noticed you entering the room, she looked up, offering you a faint smile.
"Hey," she greeted softly, her voice carrying a hint of concern. "How are you feeling now?"
You took a moment to collect your thoughts before responding. "I... I'm better than last night. Thanks for your help."
Yeri nodded, her expression warm and understanding. "You had quite a rough night. We were worried about you."
You approached her, taking a seat beside her on the couch. "I'm sorry for causing so much trouble."
She shook her head gently. "It's not your fault. We all have our moments. Plus, you're part of the team now, and we look out for each other."
You appreciated her understanding, and it helped ease some of the lingering embarrassment from the previous night. "Thank you, Yeri. And thanks for inviting me to stay here."
Yeri smiled, placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "Of course, anytime. We're like family now, and you're not alone in this."
As you sat together in the living room, you couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie and support from Yeri, and it gave you hope that you could navigate the complexities of your new life as the Model Brand Ambassador of Chanel.
Yeri and Jungkook kindly offered you a room to stay in and suggested that you freshen up with a shower. Grateful for their hospitality, you accepted their offer. The room they led you to was elegantly decorated, with a comfortable bed and all the amenities you could need.
After a soothing shower that washed away the remnants of the chaotic night, you changed into fresh clothes and felt revitalized. It was a stark contrast to how you had felt just hours ago. As you stepped out of the bathroom, you made your way back to the living room to rejoin Yeri and Jungkook.
As I stood there in the doorway, my heart pounded relentlessly against my chest. A mix of shock, hurt, and anger coursed through me, threatening to consume my every thought.
Yeri and Jungkook were oblivious to my presence, locked in an intimate embrace. Their lips moved together in a passionate kiss, their bodies pressed so closely that there was no room for doubt about the depth of their connection.
