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HANA BEGAN CLEANING the counters as she took out the freshly baked pasteries and lined them up properly, ready to sell.

She eyed the clock, 7:59. One minute left before the store opened. This had become her daily routine.

Hana sighed, before turning the sign which now read OPEN. Almost minutes later, Taehyung arrived, Jungkook not far behind him.

'Hana', he said as he took his jacket off,' did you have a good sleep.'

She replied by nodding her head.

'Good' he said as he tapped her head, messing abit of her hair in the process before heading towards the kitchen.

Hana just stood there shook, before continuing doing whatever she was doing. She waited for Jungkook to say something, but he just walked past her, towards Taehyung.

Right.

He didn't like her. Even if he hadn't confessed to it, she knew it. She could read the look on his face whenever he saw her. It was all she knew.

She should already be used to it by now.

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Finally, after a few hours of working, her shift had ended. Hana layed silently on her bed. She looked out of the window, trying to accupy herself.

After a few moments, she decided to change her clothes and go out for a walk, probably get something to eat.

Walking towards her clothes, which were hung neatly on the hangers of her door, she swung them off.

Hana pulled her sweatpants up her legs, tying the knot firmly. She swiftly took off her uniform shirt, hanging it up.

She reached her top from her bed, smoothing out the creases. Before she knew it, the door swung open.

Jungkook.

Her eyes locked with his. Seconds later, a squeal escaped her mouth, as she tried hiding the upper part of her body with her shirt.

Jungkook realized the situation, before quickly shutting the door. His ears now red with shame.

'I-i'm so sorry.' He said, startled. 'I didn't know you were in there.'

'You should have knocked.' Hana answered from the other side of the door, her voice quiet due to the embarrassment she held.

The door then opened, revealing a now covered Hana, a jacket in her hand. Both of them cleared their throats , before proceding to go on their way.

Of course, fate didn't want to let them go that easy. They both began walking at the same time, resulting in bumping into each other.

Jungkook stood still, allowing Hana axcess to leave. She scurried down the stairs, face as red as a tomato.

Jungkook let out an exasperated sigh, trying not to think about the photographic image that still lingered in his head.

He then opened the door, and entered the attached  bathroom. Washing his face with cold water.

But no matter how he much tried. He couldn't help but think how on earth she achieved the bold scar across her abdomen.