We stepped out of the museum, the cold breeze hitting my skin as the door closed behind us.

"Thank you, I really enjoyed that," I sincerely said, although it only made my chest feel heavy, remembering the piece of art I love the most, Taehyung.

"I'd do anything to make you happy," He tucked in a strand of hair behind my ear, smiling softly.

I smiled back, his gaze full of awe piercing me. I wish I could give him more than what he deserves but I know I can't.

"Do you wanna ride a bike?" Jimin said, enthusiasm heard in his voice as he looked at the bike rental shop just by the park.

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Palm trees were swaying as we pedaled our own bicycle. It was just so calming, and my legs weren't even getting tired.

The scenery was so dreamy, that I myself drifted into reminiscence.

"Catch up, you slowpoke!" Taehyung shouts, glancing back at me as he pedaled ahead.

"Wait up, Tae—" As I speeded my pace and pedaled harder, I screamed when the bike tipped over because of the hump which I did not expect.

I held my hip in pain, whining loudly as it really did hurt. Taehyung had stopped and dragged his bike back to where I was.

He stared at me blankly, and then blinked a few times — before bursting into laughter, his deep loud voice catching people's attentions.

I glared at him and rolled my eyes. He offered his hand and I tried to grab it, but he pulled it away.

He held it up again but when I tried to grab it, once again, he teasingly pulled it away.

It went on until I finally got a hold of his hand. As a not-too-planned revenge, I pulled him down a little too hard, causing him to land on me.

Spaceless. Our bodies were spaceless.

Tension was in the air as our faces were barely an inch away from each other, his forehead touching mine.

Our eyes were locked for a moment which almost lasted forever.

"Saerin, watch out!" I felt my body fall into the hard ground.

Snapping out of my thoughts, the first thing I saw was Jimin, staring down at me with concern.

He quickly offered his hand, and I stared at it for a while, before taking it as he pulled me to stand up.

I sighed heavily. What is wrong with me?

"Are you okay?" Jimin asked, holding my shoulders and observing for any scratches.

I slowly nodded and pursed my lips.

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"Where do you want to go? Tell me a place in Seoul which means a lot to you." Jimin asked as we were walking while eating fried potatoes.

We recently passed by a lane of street food and decided to drop by and grab something to eat.

"Mhm.. can we go to Yonsei University?" Indeed, it was a meaningful place. It was where I studied college, with Taehyung.

He smiled and nodded as we took a turn to where he parked his car.

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The familiar place full of memories. Green landscape were everywhere as I twirled around, admiring the surrounding.

We entered the building and walked around, Jimin trailing behind me.

"Lead me to the library. You still know the way, right?" He asked with a smile.

Our footsteps were echoing as we walked, since it was almost empty and very quiet.

"I think I still do. Follow me," I excitedly sprinted up the staircase.

I walked towards the huge door, which assumingly led to the library if I'm correct.

I pushed the door open, and a woman in her late 40s was sitting behind her desk, labeled as "Librarian."

We looked at each other and I slowly recognized her. "Mrs. Jung?"

"Oh? Lee Saerin? Is that you?" she stood up, a smile forming on her lips.

"Yes, it is me. Orenmanida," I bowed and smiled back.[Long time no see.]

"Where's the boy you come here with when you were still studying here?"

"Is it him?" She asked, referring to Jimin.

"He isn't with us today," I shook my head and forced a smile, "this is my friend, Jimin."

"Hello, my name is Park Jimin," He bowed at Mrs. Jung, who bowed back in return.

"Do you mind if we stay for a while?" I asked and she nodded.

"I don't mind at all. Please enjoy yourself," She smiles once again before sitting back down.

After thanking her, I sat down on one of the chairs and rested my arms on the table.

Jimin walked away, exploring through the tall bookshelves which was only half of his height.

My eyes drooped as I got lost into another daydream, here at the same place, but not at the same time.

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I scribbled a few more words until my homework was finished.

"Taehyung—" I paused when I noticed he was asleep, his head resting on the table.

His beauty is honestly fascinating, but I barely admit that my bestfriend is handsome. He's more like an annoying person to me though.

I leaned closer and stared at his face, observing it as I poked his cheek a couple of times.

He pursed his lips and then swiped his tongue through his upper lip.

I poked his lips and he failed his attempt to bite me if I didn't pull my finger away.

"Yah!" I yelled, catching people's attention, including the librarian who shushed me.

I bowed in apology and turned back to Taehyung.

"What are you doing?" Taehyung says with a teasing smile.

"If you like me, you can just tell me," He sat up and rested his chin on his palms, smirking aggressively.

"I would rather like a frog, Tae." I rolled my eyes and stood up, walking away from him.

"Jagiya! Don't leave me~" He whined loudly with a childish pout, earning everyone's attention.

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Right love, Wrong time,
Can't press rewind .