Jungkook's P.O.V

I still can't sleep. Like physically I can't. But Jimin did. He looks cute when he sleeps. I still love him, even though I have a sense in my heat that he'll still never truly love me the way he did others. There'll never be love for each other, only one sided love.

I get out of bed and try not to wake him up. I make my way downstairs, get my.. wait, I didn't bring anything here. So, I just leave. Then, I also remember I have nowhere to go. Great.

I just walk along the Autumn streets alone. I walk on the streets in a red hoodie, white shirt and black ripped jeans. Why that's important no one will even know. It' calming watching the seasons change. It's also nice just to hear the wind against the fallen leaves, how beautiful. Too bad everything dies eventually, just like the leaves on trees. Of course that's not including pine trees.

I've always thought about what my purpose is in the world. Now, I'm pretty sure everyday people think about that but, when you're more than thousands of years old and still look like a high school student you really have to question life sometimes. I don't even know where I come from. I really don't even think about what my real purpose is, I just do what I want to do. Life doesn't really have any real purpose to me, even if I die. I can't, it's impossible. I can't die. Even if I find a way to destroy my body it'll just regenerate. I'm an immortal being with no purpose, I can't erase myself from this world. My being is a curse, I can't set myself free from this eternal cycle of pain and confusion. Why?

Jimin's P.O.V

I stretch my arms out as I yawn. Wait, wasn't Jungkook here? Why did he leave? He doesn't want to associate with you. He hates you. He honestly doesn't care. Shut up. No, he's just fucking stupid and useless. SHUT UP! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Get out of my head!

I rub my eyes and I look better around me. It's an empty room. I get up, head downstairs and see my dad cleaning some dishes.

"Good morning Jimin." My dad says looking at me with a warm smile.

"Good morning dad, have any clue where Jungkook went?" I ask ruffling up my hair.

"I think he may have left for home, how bout you text him?"

I head back upstairs and get my phone from my room and look at some notifications. It's all nothing much, just social media shit, nothing I'm concerned about. Then I see something,

A/N I'm sorry, I can't think of how to continue this story. This will be postponed until further notice, 죄송합니다.