"Ow it's hot!"

"No duh "

"I didn't know"

"Yeah because the steam coming up from the plate definitely meant it was just right to eat . What are you fucking Goldie locks?"

Ever since returning from camp Jungkook and i have had a sort of bitter sweet relationship. He was Constantly snapping at me if i made a mistake before scowling and ignoring me entirely. I couldn't tell if he was just annoyed by my presence or maybe he'd simply always been this way. Maybe i was just never fully aware, so caught up in visions, that i had been mistaking his gruff disposition for kindness.

We worked the morning shift on weekdays at his familys bakery together. This was how i usually saved the money to go to camp every summer since Minjae would never budge to give me a penny. Though there was really no point this time. When summer rolled around again there would be no camp to go to as it had been shut down. Not that there would have been anyone there for me to hang out with.

Jungkook slides the bowl of oatmeal back in my direction. Hed been stirring it to help it cool off quicker. We were in the back room at the end of our shift eating breakfast before heading to school. "Hurry up and eat before we're late"

There was one other boy sitting in here with us. A new part timer around my age who went by the name Han. His honey coloured hair obscuring his eyes as he scribbled away in a notebook. Cheeks puffed out in deep thought. Id had only one interaction with him, when hed spilled a sack of flour and came rushing to find me, tugging on my shirt silently to not cause a scene. He seemed like an anxious person.

"What do you have last period?" Jungkook asks , recapturing my attention.

"Art, why?"

"Ill drive you home, just wait for me there."

Staring down into my bowl of oatmeal i frowned. I was hungry, but i didn't feel like eating. "Im not going home afterschool. BamBam is coming with me to visit Yoongi."

I didn't even have to look up to see that Jungkook was angry now. The rage was radiating off him in waves, so hot and scornful it made me feel flush. He didnt like that i spent all my spare time at Yoongis side. He insisted that i was putting too much pressure on myself, to much blame and visiting someone who'd barely spoken a word to me since the incident was only making it worse. I was losing weight. Losing sleep. Losing the tiny bit of sanity i had left. "Lets go. We'll be late"

Pushing aside the oatmeal i grab up my backpack and headed to the door. Waving goodbye to Han while avoiding Jungkooks burning gaze.

School was only three blocks away. We walked in silence. Parting ways in the main hall minutes before the bell for homeroom rang.

Everyday i stepped through those doors felt surreal. There they were. Jinyoung. Jaebum. Youngjae. Mark. Boys id been around for years without realizing. Until tragedy intertwined our fates. I even occasionally spotted ones id only briefly met. Like Bang chan and Felix. Baekhyun and Chanyeol. I doubt any of them ever noticed my presence though.

Anyone that attended camp this year. Anyone who had had a conversation with me before the accident had a sort of barrier around them now. A sullen slump to their shoulders and a drag in their step. They skirted around me in the halls as if simply breathing the same air as me would sentence them to death. Banished me from lunchtables and left more than scornful notes in my locker. Put pins in my P.E shoes. Flushed my homework down the toilet. Threw my books from the roof and locked me in the janitors closet on more than one occasion. Id even had to spend the night in there once.

It hurt my feelings a bit, But i never said anything. Because it was my fault what happened. My fault a wonderful human being with a bright future was cold and unmoving six feet under. Alone. Dead. And i'd take responsibility for that.

Tucking my head low i scurried off into homeroom, taking my usual seat in the back with the one person who didn't act like i was cursed.

"Good morning Taehyung" My desk-mate smiled. Hair black as night with large curios eyes. This person had become someone for me to rely on.

I smiled back. "Good morning Kyungsoo."