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"Let's go in."

He entered the room and before I close the door, I noticed something on the floor...a necklace with a ring as its pendant? Is this his?

I picked it up. It's a simple silver ring with the words engraved in it and it says,

"I Love You."

Suddenly, my head begun throbbing painfully as vague images flashed.

Images of different places from simple to the most exciting ones:

The beach with the a beautiful sunset, the amusement park, restaurant, cafe, library...and in a room?

But,

The places don't really matter...it's him that matters. Who is he?

Different places but with the same person. Everything is hazy except his angelic smile and his hands....holding mine? Why?

These....are images I've seen before..Why now? What is this? Who are you?! What the hell is this!?

Fuck! My head hurts!

I cursed under my breath, my free hand making it's way to my head, tugging my hair a little.

I feel weird.

My chest hurts.

It feels like my heart was being squeezed and the sharp pain makes it difficult to breathe. I feel a lump in my throat and my vision starts to get blurry as tears slowly well up.

Seriously. What the fuck is this?

I want to cry.

I immediately stood up and ran to the restroom and locked myself in. I couldn't take it anymore and gave in. I burst out into tears.

Why?

What are this tears for?

I don't know but I kept on crying. My heart feels exhausted...feels broken. I tightly held the ring while I placed my hands on my chest, pressing it and hoping for this feeling to stop and go.

Why do I feel so sad? So hurt? What is this pain?

Why? Just WHY!!?

Why do I feel like dying?

I took a deep breath and walked to the sink. I put the ring inside my pocket, looked at the mirror and opened the tap.

This will calm me down. I washed my tears off and after a few minutes, I went out of the bathroom with my hands and face dripping wet and I don't give a fuck since my thoughts are currently stucked on the images I saw earlier.

I have been dreaming of those in the past but this was the first time that I got to see those when I'm not dreaming...so this is how it actually feels?

Pathetic.

Everytime I dreamt about it, I would always wake up with tears flowing but now that I am fully awake, I get to experience the pain and actually sob.

Damn! This is fucking weird! and embarassing!

No one ever saw me cried. I never cried in front of anybody...maybe there will be an exemption when I get to see GD, IU and JB in person, I'll definitely shed some tears.

I'm always seen as the cocky rich brat who's good at everything and could get anything I want.

Anything.....except answers, honest answers.

"Mr. Jeon."

I kept my head low, watching the water droplets falling from my chin to the floor.

"You're late."

"Sorry sir."

I replied and went straight to my seat, my head still occupied by the event earlier until someone poked my back.

"Here."

A handkerchief.

"Oh...uhmmm...thanks."

I smiled as I took the handkerchief and wiped my face. Seriously, I always forgot to bring one and I...no...someone...would alway o....ffer?

I immediately turned my head and was about to ask him but I was distracted by his dreamy expression. He was looking at me but he was clearly in a daze. Maybe he's taking details of my handsomeness?

"I'll wash this first before returning it."

"Oh..y-yeah."

He was snapped out of his thoughts and I turned around, facing front and I chuckled a little.

He really space out a lot.

~•~•~••~•~•~

"Here. We can use these books as reference for our research...and about the other chapters if you need help in making them just tell me. We also need to let our instructor to check on our draft and- Taehyung?"

"......"

There he is again. This guy is weird. He really space out a lot and once he begun thinking about something, he will be cut off from reality and builds his own world. He becomes unaware of his surroundings.

This type of guy is the type who'll get lost in a foreign country and probably ends up in the middle of nowhere but still manages to skip happily, kneels down to blow dandelions and be amazed to see a river.

Gosh..

It makes me want to protect him. He's just too cute and I- wait what? A-anyway,

"Taehyung?"

I sighed. He finally came back from his own world and looked at me with those doe eyes. He really got an adorable eyes- wait, what the fuck Jungkook!?

"Are you okay?" I asked and he awkwardly averted his eyes.

"Y-yeah."

Why is he always nervous around me? I mean, yeah, I'm not really that approachable. I'm a snob and a little cocky. I know. But, not with my friends and I think I'm trying my best to get along with him since he is my boyfriend's bestfriend.

"You're spacing out again."

"Sorry."

And he always apologize. He's clearly not comfortable around me. I thought I did a pretty good job trying to befriend him this past few days. There were even times when we could converse normally as if we've known each other for a long time...and I....

I get this nostalgic feeling.

"Nevermind. Anyway, I was talking about our research."

"Oh yeah. That. I was already done with the first chapters last night. Here."

His hands extended, offering the papers but that didn't budged my attention as I stared at him...his smile.

There it is again. Seeing his smile filled me with nostalgia. Why? What's this?

He noticed and he dropped his smile while he looked at me with confusion.

"J-Jungkook?"

Ahhh....I only noticed it just now. Not just his smile...even his voice...and the way he called my name.

As if by instinct, I raised my hand and caressed his cheek while our gazes locked.

His doe eyes, the way he bit his lip and even the way he gulped in nervousness. Everything...everything about him makes me feel nostalgic.

Why do I feel so comfortable around him? I feel like we've been together for years...like staying close to him, being always with him is the most natural thing for me to do.

And I couldn't get that off my head.

"Your smile."

Yes his smile. The smile that I kept seeing in my dreams.

I leaned forward and grabbed the paper he was handing as he remained frozen and nervous.

I leaned closer, inch by inch, I slowly moved forward until I closed the gap.between our faces with just a centimeter.

He's even more beautiful at a closer look. He even had a mole in his eyelid and nose and-

"J-Jungkook!?"

I heard him shout as I slammed my head on the table while I harshly tugged my hair and I groaned in pure pain.

My head fucking hurts. I kept my face slammed on the table and my eyes shut closed as I heard his voice in panic.

"Jungkook!"

Why? There it is again.

"Uhmm..what to do..."

This...what the fuck!? Just stop!

"Wait..uhmm ah...I'll call Joonie hyung!"

Just...Who the fuck are you!?

"Joonie hyung! Hyung please come to the library! Kookie is......"

Him?

Those were the last words I heard before darkness filled my vision.

It goes round & round, why do I keep coming back
I go down & down, at this point, I'm just a fool
Whatever I do, I can't help it
It's definitely my heart, my feelings
But why don't they listen to me
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