- " it seems like he was badly beaten up. I found him on the floor bleeding like madness."

Tae said before Jimin hit him, with much pain on the arms while glaring at him.

Beaten? Omg what the fuck

Slowly, I examined him up and down, tears threatening to fall down.

He lied to us. He lied to me. All these time

Upon seeing my reaction, he hurriedly looked for his notepad and slowly began writing.

While Tae, he silently stood up and walked to the couch where his dirty bag laid. He then picked it up as well as his jersey before saying he'd wait for us outside along with Jimin's belongings.

It was silent; awkward and silent. The soft writing sounds that Jimin would do, only resonated throughout the room.

My grip around my wrist tightened at the thought of him lying to me. I felt sick at the stomach.

When I came back to reality, I stood firm in front of Jimin's bed, his head shot up looking at me while holding her notepad towards me.

' I know what you must be thinking but please, understand I did it for a reason. Just let me explain please '

His eyes showed nothing but worries and guilt.

But my head was angry and tired. I was already packed with stuffs with my actual life and now, another problem.

I was done right there.

Without much time wasting, I carefully took his hand in mine and looked at him genuinely with a smile.

I always believe the words 'the eyes are the door to the soul' and right there, I wanted to believe that he could read my thoughts through my eyes.

But by the huge smile on his face, he didn't.

Taking a huge sigh, I grabbed his notepad and began writing quietly.

With a little help from the walls and the bed itself, Jimin had lifted himself and leaned against the board of the bed, waiting for my reply.

After some time, I then gave him the notepad and waited for his facial expression, his wide smile to turn upside down, his eyes to show his true emotions.

After reading it, he immediately took my hands in his, holding me from leaving but it was too late.

I slightly leaned forwards and placed a kiss on his temple, a tear betrayed me and fell down. He stood immobilized.

It was our first skinship since long, the first time one of us kissed each other.

Then slightly bent inti his ears and whispered with a heavy heart.

- "we are over Jimin. Take care "

Getting up and out from his grip, I then grabbed my bag and opened the door.

Behind me, Jimin was screaming in his mute voice. Sounds of pain and buffled movement could be heard from his bed. His eyes teared up a little, his notepad fell in the floor. A confused Tae came in, looked at Jimin and I one by one and at the fallen notepad.

Taking a quick peek at the boy, I rapidly did a head noe before leaving while Tae got inside and picked the notepad.

His curiosity faded away at the sight of my writings on the page. With a Jimin who was crying in the bed, head in hand, Tae just sat on the edge on the bed and read the note.

- ' as much as it hurts me to say this, I can't do it anymore Jimin. You lied to me since that day and you've been distancing yourself from me when you were clearly in pain somewhere. I can't anymore '

Accompanied by a sigh, Ta shrugged before carefully patting his best mate and hugging him closely to him.

That afternoon, Jimin cried his emotions out after a long time. While me, I had to excuse myself to go home early that day. Tae stayed with Jimin until the later fell asleep on him. Later on that, Haru had asked her father to drive Jimin to his house along with Tae who wanted nothing more that to ensure the safety of this poor guy.

Haru called me that evening but I didn't answer. I wanted to be left alone so that's why the next week, I insisted on spending the week with my siblings in their apartment with no cellphone and no school updates.

Only my brother, my sister and I.