Episode 3: Old Lyric Notebooks and Missing Ice Creams

The seven were sitting around in the living room with tense eyes, not really looking into each other's faces. J-Hope was just finishing his breakfast and the only noises heard were the loud chomp chomp of the food he was eating.

Otherwise, it was an impasse. Jung-kook knotted his hands together and looked up at V who was lying on the sofa and staring at the ceiling, a hand placed on his forehead, thinking.

"How could you shout at her like that?" Jung-kook asked, trying hard not to raise his voice. The neighbors may hear...and they were unaware of the fact that the world's most handsome 7 were actually staying right next to them.

"I can't believe I drove her here," V breathed, still thinking about how he got played. "How could I not see it? I should have just left her there on the street," V turned his head and turned to the others, at Jung-kook, "Like how they left us in the sewers."

"She should have slept on the road," V continued, "And walked around cold. If only I-"

RM stood up, "Tae-hyung. Don't be stupid. Where is she now?"

They all stared at Tae-hyung and silence ensued, waiting for his answer.

Once V had realized that this homeless girl was 'the' Lisa for high school, he burst out in front of the summer house.

"Go away, you two, I need to talk to her alone!" he had yelled and Jung-kook couldn't do anything but listen, looking pitifully at Lisa who hadn't taken her eyes off V. RM tried to intervene a little bit longer but soon, Tae-hyung shook him off too.

Once they were gone, Tae-hyung grabbed Jung-kook's mask on the table of the summer house and dragged her outside.

"Tae-hyung, stop..." Lisa croaked. She wished she never left the house now. She should have just put up with her parents, this was worse. Seven boys, all coming in on one helpless girl...

But she imagined V's voice inside her head. "But you aren't helpless are you? You can even kick our faces if you want to. You can even kill us. You're powerful enough to do that." Lisa went quiet...if it was two years ago, he may be right, but now, she was a weak crumbling mess.

But they didn't know that.

V didn't know that.

That's exactly why he took her into a place where no one would even dare to look. The back of a factory closed down long ago. There were garbage bags stacked up to one side and chips packets and soda cans littered on the floor. It looked like a place where they current high school punks hung out.

There was a barbed wire fence running around and few thick steel rods lay supine on the ground next to the garbage.

He pushed her against the wall. Her head hurt with impact, but she didn't run away. Just waited. Waited for the worst.

He stood in front of her, arms crossed, "Why have you come back? What are you planning to do? The other three, are they here too?"

What was he saying? Lisa thought. Did he actually think she was back to pick on them? Even after all these years? Why was he being like this?

Unless....

He was scared of her. Still. Even after seven years.

"I didn't know it was you when I got into the car. I just wanted to go back home," she said truthfully, looking at the ground.

V laughed, "Stop it already. You think I can't see past your lies?"

She was silent. What else could she say? "I've...I've changed...."

That triggered him. He slapped a hand on the wall, next to her head and lifted her chin with the other hand. He was tall now and towered over Lisa like a demonic angel. The only thing missing were the huge black feather wings sprouting from his shoulder blades.

"Lisa..." he rasped, "If, hypothetically, I slapped you right now, for something you did wrong, would you slap me back," he paused, searching for the right word, "Or hit me with one of those steel rods by the garbage sacks?"

"I-" Lisa started to say and dreaded the answer in her head. Of course she would get angry for something like that. And her anger would flare up and she wouldn't be able to control it and she knew...she wouldn't slap him. She would definitely go for the rods.

Exactly like what she had done to the boss.

Tae-hyung smirked, "See. I told you. And you say you haven't changed..."

He pushed back from the wall and walked out through the barbed fence. Lisa remembered with strangeness to whom this abandoned factory belonged to. The Kim family....the one which Tae-hyung also belonged to.

And that only explained why V stood on the other side of the fence and slipped out a key from his pocket, Lisa ran forwards in desperation but V had locked her in by then.

They stood on opposite sides of the fence, staring at each other with hate.

"At least this is better than a night in the sewers. Have fun," V said and walked away.

Lisa looked up at the top of the fence. It was very very high...too high for her own good.

RM put a hand to his head after Tae-hyung told them where she was. He didn't worry about it because the key was with him and no one can let her out except him.

"This isn't the time to childish, Tae-hyung," RM said, walking towards the kitchen island to drink some water.

"I'm not being childish! I'm just returning a little drop of what she did to us!" V defended himself.

But no one stood for him. Except Jung Ho-seok, "I agree with Tae-hyung. It wouldn't hurt."

RM stared at J-Hope, "Seriously? I didn't expect you to be the type who holds a high school grudge too."

Jung Ho-seok shook his head, "If the Throne Queens never existed, we would have had better childhoods. Something all humans deserve to have. They ripped that from us. What Tae-hyung did today is nothing," Ho-seok reasoned correctly, "compared to that."

Everyone fell silent...because Ho-seok wasn't wrong. Tae-hyung looked at Nam-joon with raised eyebrows, waiting for him to agree. Before anything else could happen Jeon Jung-kook shook his head and jumped off from the sofa and strode out of the house.

The door closed with a loud bang,

"Where is he going?" Suga asked turning his head back to look at Jung-kook's figure getting smaller and smaller through the front window.

"Who knows?" V sighed and went back up to his room. RM did the same. Suga went to write in the old notebook which he had found hanging in the toilet.

He had cringed as he retrieved his notebook, making sure no one caught him as he remembered the day he had tried to write lyrics while you know...doing what you are supposed to do in a toilet.

Jimin looked around in confusion and at Ho-seok and Jin still sitting on the sofa. "Where's the ice cream?"

The ice cream dangled from the cover in Lisa's hands, probably soggy by now. One Mint Chocolate Chip and one Vanilla.

She sat down on the floor after clearing some of the cans and played with her fingers. Unable to think, unable to finish the ice cream.

She heard the fall of a pair footsteps on the empty asphalt road and looked up to se who had come to stand on the other side of the fence, exactly where V had been, before he left her there.

His hair was messy from running and his ripped jeans stuck to his skin from the summer heat. And Lisa saw his familiar eyes. Round and cute...

Golden.