Next day(monday)
Morning

(Yoongi's bedroom)

Yoongi woke up with a crushing pressure in his head. It even became impossible to open his eyes with such pain. He really shouldn't have drank last night.

After a few minutes just lying in his bed, he got up. Freshing up and then he took some painkillers from the first aid in his nightstand.

Soon he was served with hot and delicious looking breakfast. Quickly finishing the breakfast he went to the university. The painkillers has started to kick in and the pain was subsiding slowly with time.

Lunch break
Yoongi's POV

All the time I was super focused on the presentation I was making for the meeting this afternoon. Actually I has been working on it since last week but everytime something or someone interrupted me.

My friends were out maybe in cafeteria or some other place, I really don't know while I sat here in the library adding some final touches to the presentation.

Another thing except my headache that was bugging me since morning was taehyung and his friends. He has approached me frequently asking about my wellbeing or just some random thing.

Like when I was sitting in the class, taehyung alone came up to my desk and just stood there as if waiting for me to say something. Then he left after muttering some words under his breathe.

Another time he came with jimin and one more of his friend and stood just like previous time. Jimin was the one who spoke up instead of him. He asked me that if I remember anything from last night. I was completely confused what and especially why he was asking that. But then they both just left, maybe because they got their answer after seeing my confused face.

Whatever it is. Let it be.
I should be more concerned about my presentation. It's still 12 and the meeting's at 2:30 meaning i have sufficient time to work on it and then leave for office.

Next time i looked at it it was already 1, meaning the lecture(one after lunch break) is about to get over and that it is my time to leave now. I should definitely reach earlier and check all the arrangements. I don't want any mistake this time.

Ah, wait. I should first inform about it to them. Taehyung and jimin. Last time they had to wait. I can suggest to work on oir own today. Yeah.
Good let's go now.

Meeting
Yoongi and the another party stood up to shake hands with each other as the meeting came to an end. It was a relief for yoongi that it went smoothly and nothing abrupted it.

As everyone started walking out of the plain conference room, yoongi guided the guests to the exit. A way of showing gratitude and respect towards them.

As they once again shook hands with each other, the man standing opposite to yoongi spoke up
"It was nice meeting you. You truly are quite good as your age just like your grandfather. Btw when is he gonna come back? It has been so long since we last met."

Yoongi smiled at the compliment but it soon disappeared when the question of his grandfathers whereabouts was asked. What is he supposed to say to them.

"He will be returning soon. Just the work there is taking all his time. He will soon come back "
He replied with a slight smile on his face.

The man nodded his head ay the statement as they bid goodbye. With a sigh yoongi went inside the building.

Time skip
His room

Yoongi was tired of working all day. It was around 8. Since he came back from the meeting, which was about a hour and half, he has been working on the project.
The topics he was supposed to work on.

But every another second his mind drift off to the after meeting conversation. The questions about his grandfather. It is not the first time that he encountered questions about his grandfather.

People will obviously ask about him when he has been out of country for almost 2 years now.

It just everytime he encounters these questions, the worst memories stored deep inside his heart would resurface. All the fears would resurface. The fear of being disclosed. The fear of how people will react when they would know about the secret he has been keeping for now about two years. The fear of been crushed under people's eyes.
And the worst of all that everyone would be against him, leave him.

All of his a year practice of looking fine, happy(well) and making his dead grandfather alive in everyone's eyes would fail.

Unable to concentrate on the work in his hand, he just put all the material on the other side of the bed and lays down on the bed.
And tries to sleep if he can. If his mind would allow him.

...........................