It was like an explosion of tingles burst from my heart and a rush of adrenaline ran through my system. I was startled by the happiness that overflowed from the stimulus of the kiss. It was, what you could say, euphoric. The world grew brighter in my eyes and Yoongi suddenly looked so ethereal. His eyes encased mine as I sunk deeper into the chocolate color of his irises.

The kiss was no more than a peck, but it had this much affect?

Yoongi was the one who pulled back first. The fireworks halted, but the memory of the feeling still stood strong.

We stared at each other, wide-eyed.

That wasn't a normal kiss. It couldn't be.

That was the kiss between soulmates.

Yoongi was my soulmate.

He suddenly stumbled just a bit backwards on the step before shaking his head and rushed forward to go down the stairs.

Except, he stood right on my foot.

He lost his balance and immediately began to tumble down.

Everything was a torrent of movements and it was only a few seconds later that he was sprawled out at the bottom of the steps.

Unconscious.

A flurry of footsteps ran towards Yoongi and I see familiar body forms. Of the boys.

I don't even notice the throbbing of my foot as I rush down.

"Yoongi! What happened!" Hoseok freaked out as Jin and Namjoon check Yoongi's state. Jimin and Taehyung stood to the side, shocked. Once I reached the very last step, I jump back as Jungkook walks over to me and burst out in anger.

"What the fuck is your problem? Who does this? You tripped him, didn't you? You're messed up, you know that. I can't believe I actually thought you were a friend. If you weren't a girl, I would sock you so hard right now. You will be held liable if something goes wrong. Consider yourself done with us." He shoves my shoulders just a bit before turning and returning to the group.

"We need to get him to a hospital, stat. He's unconscious. Go!" Namjoon exclaimed as he picked up Yoongi and rushed down the hall. The others instantly followed and soon enough, they were gone from the area. My backpack felt like it weighed a hundred pounds as my heart beat a mile a minute.

How did things escalate so quickly? I hear shuffling and turn to see a group of girls whispering near a corner. Shit, they saw. They were already glaring at me and stood in a defensive position.

I just fled out of the building because I needed air. I needed to escape.

I didn't see anyone outside once I exited. I let in huge gasps of air as I leaned against the wall of the building. Everything went horribly. I dropped to my knees and let out a few tears as the situation started to settle in my head.

Yoongi's my soulmate. Yoongi got in an accident. And I'm the most suspected suspect.

I have no evidence to prove that I didn't mean to do anything.

And not to mention, I just hope that Yoongi is okay. I could already feel the ache of the bond settle in me as he was torn away so soon. Once you find your soulmate, the need to be around them grows really strong to the point where it could physically take a toll on the body if the bond is strong enough.

Currently, I just felt immense guilt and a tight pressure on my chest as I worried about Yoongi.

My phone buzzing snapped me out of my reverie as I whip it out. It was a call from Chaeyoung.

I shakily answer the call and pull the phone up to my ear.

< Chaeyoung 00:00 >

>Hello? Y/n, how'd things go? Did he even show up?

Uh, hey. Things didn't go so well.<

>Oh no! What happened? Where are you?

I don't really want to explain over the phone. Could I meet you guys? I promise to explain everything that occurred?<

>Yeah. Come to the dorms. We will meet you outside and let you in.

Thank you. See you in a bit.<

< Chaeyoung 00:40 >

I slowly raised from my curled up position. Briefly wiping my tears, I pocket my phone before jogging to my scooter. I hopped on as soon as I reached it and left to the dormitories. I had already been here plenty of times when coming over to hang out with the girls. As promised, after I parked, I found the group standing outside the entrance and instantly waving me over.

They checked me over to see if I was okay as they ushered me into the building and into their rooms. We ended up congregating into Nayeon, Tzuyu, and Sana's dorm and they patiently listened to my vivid recounting.

❀♡❀

They were shocked at the information dump I threw out, but believed me. I only skipped the part where he kissed me and instead said he rushed out only to trip over my foot.

I didn't want them to know yet in case Yoongi doesn't want me. I don't want to be pitied by them.

"He seriously said all that to you? What a piece of shit." Chaeyoung dissed.

"Chaeyoung! We all know he's a son of a bitch but you don't say that!" Jihyo scolded while Chaeyoung stared back skeptically.

"You're such a hypocrite Jihyo." Sana let out a small giggle at Nayeon's words.

"Why'd he even show up then? To be rude and walk off. Just from hearing how he treated you, one would possibly assume that he staged it to make your situation worse. He deserved that fall."

"Dahyun! I guess I kind of agree with her words though." Jihyo nodded as she glanced over at me.

"H-he didn't stage it. It was just not possible that he could've but I don't think he deserved to fall. Maybe. I don't know anymore."

"You had a good relationship with all the guys! You were all close and stuff, it was only him that had a problem. What? Was he jealous or something? I don't understand why he has to be so unnecessarily rude to you." Mina pitched in.

"Honestly, I agree. From what you've told us, Yoongi is the only one that won't connect with you. What's his problem?"

I hesitated to defend him again. He really hasn't been the nicest. It's still shocking that he even stood up for me at the grocery store. I don't understand him at all.

"Guys. Bad news." Jeongyeon announced.

We turn towards her stiff form over her phone.

"What happened?" Tzuyu asked for everyone.

"Jisoo. She posted the recording and it has a lot of views on her Instagram."

I slapped my hand on my forehead as the other girls instantly pull out their phones to check the view count.

"Guys don't add more views to it!" I whine and they all sheepishly look at me.

"It's a high number. Please don't read any of the comments."

"I can't believe her! What a conniving bi-"

"Biscuit! Right Momo." Jihyo cut in. Momo grimaces before nodding.

"I don't know what to do! The school is going to hear that I also pushed Yoongi. I'm going to be ostracized for all these lies."

"But how about the recording!" Nayeon suggests.

"I have that, sure. But what is going to be my defense against Yoongi's accident when news breaks out? People believe what they want to believe."

She stayed silent before responding, "I can't believe this happened to you."

"I know. I knew things were going too well these past weeks. I actually aced all my quizzes last week and this is the karma I get! You know what, I don't care. If the guys can't give me the time of day to see that I would never do this, I don't care." I dropped my hand from covering my eyes in despair and changed my expression to a poker face.

"Are you sure y/n? We support you, but you're going to get a lot of backlash. You don't want to try and talk to them? Do you want to try to release your part of the audio?"

"I tried talking to them before and look where that got me. I won't be able to get within a mile radius from them now without all eyes on me. As for the audio, I really don't want them to pity me when they dropped their trust in me so quickly. Yoongi told me I annoyed them also. What's the point. I don't need friends anyway. I don't need people's opinions. I don't even need soulmates! I only need to pass my classes."

"But how about us?" I look up from my rant to see the girls with dampened expressions.

"No no! I didn't mean you guys! Gosh, I'm sorry for saying that. Thank you for being here with me even through all this."

"It's not a problem. How about now on, since our lunch and breaks are lined up together, let's just eat somewhere else for the long free period. I don't want to hear the annoying buzz from the cafeteria." Mina suggested with a soft smile.

"Yeah let's do it! There are a list of restaurants I've been meaning to check out!" Momo added.

"Thank you guys. I really mean it." I said as I started tearing up a bit at their willingness to stick by me.

"It's not a problem. We'll even pay for your lunch tomorrow."

I burst into tears at that.

❀♡❀

The next day was as expected. Many glares, whispers, mocks, and a couple people tried to trip me here and there. In Art, Taehyung once again avoided me, as did Jungkook in Graphic Design.

I sighed at their attitudes because it was official. I'm not their friend anymore.

Twice, as promised, met up with me at lunch and we left before the rush of the crowds could surround us. It was the only time I smiled and laughed that day because Namjoon had placed his bag in the seat, purposely. I decided to move into the seat in the far right of the middle row.

Jisoo had laughed right as I stepped foot into the Computer Science room, but I ignored her and sat elsewhere.

❀♡❀

The rest of the week felt like torture as people felt more confident in making fun of me.

To make matters worse, Jennie and her friends would glare and mock me nearby. It hurt to see her treat me this way; however on rare occasions if the lighting was perfect, I think she held a look of pity, but then she'd turn away before I could be certain.

What's worse was that some of the boys would make small comments that hurt me harder than I'd thought. There was once when I crossed paths with Hoseok outside because that's where I took my break now. He had apparently been coming from the office and didn't notice me until he brushed against my back which pushed me forwards a bit.

I hadn't been paying attention as I watched the clouds and suddenly felt a shove against me. I instantly thought it was another student being rude and almost fell, except Hoseok had grabbed my arm last minute and hoisted me up.

I turned as he profusely apologized while bowing a bit. Except the moment he looked up at my shocked eyes, he just stopped and wiped the guilty expression clean off his face and replaced it with a grim one.

"Actually, I take back my apologies. You can't even give one to Yoongi, so why should you deserve one?" At his question, I'm left flabbergasted as he waits for my response. I just stay muted and look up to him solemnly.

He huffs and rolls his eyes before dropping my arm like it was on fire. He turns and walks away with angry strides.

It hurt to see Hoseok, who was once the one always cheering me up if I ever had a frown, cause one to appear.

Or the time when Jungkook and I had been the last ones out because I was struggling to pack up my folder into my bag while he had to speak to the professor. Once I finally got my bag zipped up and stepped out of the room, Jungkook had just left as well. We walked from opposite sides of the hall at the same speed.

Gathering my courage, I turn to him and hesitantly ask "Do you want to come over and hang out? I know you don't trust me, but I promise that I can explain everything. It could be like old ti-"

"Stop bothering me alright? No I don't want to pretend to amuse you by purposely losing at the games. It's such a burden to have you over. And you honestly think I trust you? You bother me."

Thinking back on it, it was stupid of me to ask.

Even with the guys giving me the coldest of shoulders, what hurt most was Yoongi. He acted like nothing happened and ignored me. He didn't acknowledge the ache that he had to have felt in his chest as I did. He never looked at me, on the rare occasions that we passed by each other. He had avoided me like the plague, and normally most of the guys were with him and got defensive when I'd show up.

At least he looked to be unharmed.

It just hardened my resolve further. I really don't know how I could survive the harsh treatment of everyone without the girls by my side. I had given up on making amends and trying to explain myself.

It hurt my pride a lot to let them believe a lie, but I don't know what to do. Why give the effort when they easily lost their trust in me.

❀♡❀

It was now Sunday and I had just returned from street shopping with Twice. I didn't buy anything, but the only box I was carrying was one containing a flash drive Jeongyeon had given me. I gave her the audio file as she requested a couple days ago and apparently she ended up downloading it onto the flash drive.

Now she was trying to convince me to slide it under one of their doors.

Just because I had given up, doesn't mean the girls haven't kept coming up with ideas. They were very supportive of me, but thought that the boys should feel guilty for not listening to me.

I refused Jeongyeon's request, but she made me keep it just in case. It was in a small present box and I rolled my eyes at the effort. I rolled it between my fingers on my walk home. It was a simple white box with a silk blue bow on the top. It was very tiny and looked to be from a jewelry box because of the small size. It was adorable.

As I was nearing the apartment complex across the street, I look up to watch for any vehicles. Noticing one coming from the far side of the road, I wait.

However, I see a figure beginning to cross the road across the street as the car nears.

It was Yoongi and he was looking at his phone with earbuds plugged in.

"Yoongi! Wait!" He continued to take a few steps further as the car nears.

"No! Wait! Stop! Yoongi!" I dash across to warn him. There were no vehicles on my side, but the car was about 20 meters from Yoongi's location.

I stopped at the center between both lanes and screamed, "Yoongi! Turn around! Damn it!"

The car was 10 meters away, and the driver had ducked from the window. He wasn't even paying attention!

Shit. Shit! What do I do!

I couldn't just let him get hit, so I just took action without thinking.

I sprinted head on at Yoongi who had crossed almost halfway in front of the car.

5 meters.

"Yoongi!" He finally looked up and widened his eyes at me running towards him.

3 meters.

I burst forward as I used my left leg to push me further.

1 meter.

He only managed to put a hand up in alarm before I ran head on into him and shoved both of us really hard onto the other side.

❀♡❀

I shut my eyes tightly as I wrap my arms around Yoongi and we roughly tumble onto the cement floor. After I counted three seconds, I peak an eye open and look over immediately to see the car coasting down the road.

We survived.

Then a rough shove threw me sideways to the sidewalk beside us. Yoongi sat up and gave me the meanest glare he could muster. It made me flinch at how mad he looked.

"What the actual fuck! Are you crazy? Who the fuck do you think you are to shove me to the ground? Look I get your a bitch but I didn't think you were this much of a bitch! What is your problem! Seriously don't ever come near me again. I'm going to get a restraining order on you!" He took a step closer with each insult but before Yoongi could reach me, he was suddenly grabbed from behind by Namjoon.

"Yoongi! Yoongi calm down!" Yoongi fought in Namjoon's hold as I scrambled backwards in fear and hurt as I tried to capture my breath.

"Just let me go! I have a few more things to say to that... that thing!"

I winced as I stood up on shaky legs and felt a tear come out.

"This is what I get for trying to save you?"

"Save me from what? A stupid idiot? I don't think you saved me if you managed to tackle me."

I looked over the shocked faces of the guys all standing behind Yoongi. Great, they must not have seen the car either. Now I look even worse in their eyes.

I run a hand through my hair before turning and running away inside the apartment complex without a second thought. I didn't hear whatever Yoongi yelled out, but I know it wasn't nice.

Once I got to my apartment, I fell to the floor at the door as the adrenaline rush dropped and my ankle hurt badly. I looked down and noticed that it was a bit swollen. I must've twisted it during the tumble. I let out several tears because of how mad he was. My ribs hurt and my arms hurt from wrapping around Yoongi and taking a lot of fall damage.

But what hurt the most was my aching heart due to Yoongi's words. And I hated that.

❀♡❀

I had finally got the strength to limp my way to the kitchen and grab an ice pack before going to my bedroom and just curling into a ball. Why does my heart suddenly hurt so much more?

❀♡❀

A/n: Wee bit of an early update. I come back to check Wattpad and it's just exploded with activity. That's amazing! Thank you so much 💜💜

The anticipation and suspense heightens. What will happen next? Stay tuned for the next chapter of... 'It's a Little Complex?'

Question for this chapter is: What's your favorite season?

Did I ask this already? I'm already starting to lose track of my questions 😅

I love autumn.

bonnehh_ (≧∇≦)b ~💜