Yoongi' POV:

"FÜCK! NO RAEJAE STOP!" I scream as loud as I can. I punch the door multiple times, my knuckles dripping with blood.

While looking through the peep hole I saw her head to the roof.

"Hyung, we have to let her go. She can still come back-" Namjoon starts to comfort me.

"NO! She's going to the roof!" I explain desperately.

"Why?" He cocks his head cluelessly.

"She's going to jump..." Jimin breaths out in panic, "SOMEONE BREAK THE LOCK!!"

"WHAT!?" Jungkook runs his hands through his hair in a state of panic.

"No way, she wouldn't. She wouldn't!" Hoseok begins to search for something to use to break the door.

"GET ME A GODDÄMN KNIFE!" I shout. Luckily Jin was already on it.

I shove it into the crack of the door and start maneuvering it around.

"Hurry," Taehyung says, desperately trying to regain his breath, "Hyung! Hurry!"

"IM TRYING!" I shout, doing everything I can to break through this stupid thing.

"Please don't jump, please don't jump, please don't jump," Hoseok repeats over and over again.

"Shut up!" Namjoon shouts, "she's not going to jump!"

"Not if we don't get to her first," I strain to push the door.

"RAEJAE," Jungkook suddenly screams, slamming himself into the door. Luckily since this place is so old the door comes straight of it's hinges, him and I falling on top of it as it hits the ground.

"Aish!" I quickly take off into a sprint up the stairs, Jungkook tailing close behind me. The others also pound the stairs as we race to save her life.

RaeJae's POV:

The air is colder than it felt when we first entered our dorms a couple minutes ago. Perhaps it's because my body is sensing that I'm close to death. I wonder if this is what it will feel like.

Something trickles down my cheek so I quickly wipe it away with my fingers. I stare down at my hand, it now wet with black mascara. Am I finally crying? Before I know it heartbreaking sobs are escaping mouth, my entire body shaking with the sadness that has made its way into my heart.

I can barely even stand on my own two feet but somehow manage to make it over the fence protecting people from falling off the edge. I guess it isn't meant to prevent people from jumping... maybe because that's a choice, not an accident.

The height of the building should scare me but at this point I'm so numb with the pain and coldness that I don't have thoughts anymore. My brain has shut off, the only motivating factor is to end all this and now.

I look down at the street below. Everything seems so small from this perspective. I wonder if I were to scream from here if anyone would hear me... or would it just echo back like it always does

"Goodbye," I breath out, some stray tears falling into my mouth.

"DON'T YOU FÜCKING DARE!"

A voice in my ear stops me from letting go. Is this my mind trying to stop me? Because there's no way the boys could make it out of their room.

"RAEJAE!"

Another voice wills me to turn around, the boys all looking at me in panic.

Yoongi's POV:

When I reach the roof she's already on the opposite of the fence.

So close yet so far...

I can only shout out a few words to tie her over for the moment being, as my heart is already beating so fast that I can't possibly catch my breath.

"RAEJAE!" Jungkook yelps when she doesn't turn around to my voice. Her hair moves with the air,  the moon illuminating the silhouette of her small body. She's so fragile as if she may follow the course of the wind at any moment, carrying her away from me.

"RaeJae, please come down from there," Jimin calmly asks, holding his hand out.

She reluctantly shakes her head, tears falling down her mascara stained cheeks. Her strained sobs are deafeningly sad, mostly because I've never heard or seen her cry before. She's always been so strong... so to see her like this absolutely breaks my heart.

"H-hyungs," She stutters, "I-I c-ca-can't do th-this any-anymore,"

"Yes you can! Rae, please don't do this. There's so much more to life! We're so young, too young to stop now," Tae yells out to her.

She still shakes her head, "It feels like I've lived a thousand lives in one. I'm just not destined to live without chaos. I'm tired, I'm so tired of it of everything! It hurts Hyung, it hurts really bad,"

"Pain isn't permanent, Rae. Everything changes. Pretty soon you'll be back with us at the dorm and everything will be okay," Namjoon tries to convince her. She still shakes her head, turning around. All of us just about scream the loudest we can to get her to turn back to us.

"Get down from there, right now," Jin takes a different approach and tries to demand her off the ledge.

"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" She sobs, "IT'S NOT GOING TO CHANGE!" One of her hands flies off the railing causing my stomach to tie into knots. She could slip just as much as she could jump.

"But we do understand! We've all had our tough times, and maybe they aren't comparable to yours but that doesn't mean we can't understand. If you jump off that ledge we'll never get to see each other again. This isn't you. The RaeJae I know would never give up like this," Jungkook says, surprisingly remaining calm for the most part in this situation.

"But I can watch over you. I can make all your dreams come true. I can keep you all in good health and get you into a better dorm than our crappy one now. I bet I can even move big hit to a better company building and help all of you achieve success. But I can only do this from up there," We can barely understand her ridiculous argument against ours as she's trying to get words out in between sobs.

"No, I don't want any of that," Jimin tells her sternly.

"Don't lie," She sniffles with her eyebrows furrowed.

"No, I'm telling the truth. I don't want any of that if you're above me. I want you beside me. Beside us. Why can't it be with you next to all of us and still have these things happen," Jimin continues to hold his hand out to her, willing her with his eyes to take it.

"B-but... I might not be able to return after I go with my parents," She whimpers.

"That's hardly an option. You have all of the evidence on your side, RaeJae-ah. So come down from there and fight for your freedom," Hoseok offers a genuine smile, although a little shaky.

My eyes light up a bit when she starts to reach for the railing, swinging one of her legs over it. I walk in her direction, reaching my hands out to pull her into a hug. After all this is over I refuse to let her go. She will never have to worry about going through something like this again.

Just as I'm about to touch the fabric of her sleeve her facial expression changes. It's almost as if her eyes cloud over as thoughts are probably raging in her mind.

"YAH! YOU GET DOWN FROM THERE RIGHT NOW!" An unfamiliar voice shouts, bother Rae and I jumping. I turn around to find the reason why Rae's change of thought strayed and curse to myself.

"LEAVE!" Tae practically screams at Rae's two parents who don't even flinch.

"YAH! NO STOP!"

I instantly turn back to RaeJae at Jungkook's cries to see her already on the opposite side of the railing yet again. How did that happen so fast. Why would I let that happen? I watch in horror as her fingertips one by one lose contact with the metal connecting her to the roof, my heart stopping in my chest.

"STOP!" Another cry from Jin rings in my ears until everything falls silent. I bet I could quite literally hear a pin drop.

With the world somehow in slow motion I open my mouth the scream,

"I NEED YOU!"

I don't even know how or even if it will stop her from falling out of my reach, but the words easily spill out of my mouth as my mind traces back to the day I first met RaeJae.

*Yoongi Flashback! Ch 1 ;0 *

"Must be another boy coming then," I conclude while biting my nails.

Honestly, I thought it was a cool idea to have a boy girl group on the kpop scene. I bet it would do well since it's different and many possibilities for songs would open up. It's too bad pd-nim decided to drop the idea...

Considering I've been a trainee here for quite some time, I would've respected if he consulted me first. Especially Rapmon, I mean that kids been here since the end of time practically. Plus, I wouldn't mind having some girls around if you know what I mean...

"Actually, I came here with a girl," the new kid Jimin speaks up. What a relief that he's shorter than me, hopefully he doesn't grow too much in the next few years.

I watch as Namjoon's jaw drops in disbelief, "you're telling me that they put a girl in a group of seven guys,"

Why on Earth would they do that? Won't it be a bit difficult for the girl to fit in? I mean, no offense but she'll never be able to keep up. And it's not a matter of opinion it's just they way girl and boys anatomy match up.

Actually, maybe she'll be okay considering we aren't really meant to be a dancing group.

"I feel bad for her..." I chuckle a bit, looking for a sign of Jimin being Joking, "wait but for real?"

Jimin nods his head at me, "I told her I'd knock when we all wanted to meet... but I'm pretty sure she was expecting to meet some girls too..."

Yeah no shït. The poor girl was probably so excited to meet some other girls who were into music as much as she is. That's something I was looking foreword to, meeting people with the same passion as me.

However, now is not the time to get all fluffy with friendship. We haven't debuted yet, and I can't let my guard down until then. I'm filled with thoughts of proving my parents and anyone who ever put my dream down wrong.

I'm driven by the want for revenge through success.

"We should meet her then," Namjoon interrupts my thoughts and I follow everyone to the dorm across the hall.

I only really know Namjoon and Hoseok out of everyone here. Everyone else is just a new kid in my mind. I'm pretty sure I've already forgotten the youngest member name, he's the newest after Jimin. He's just so quiet that I don't have to use his name much.

Apparently he came from a top singing show and got offered from talent agencies all over Korea. Don't ask me why he turned them all down for the tiny company Big Hit, but I mean it's his choice so it's whatever.

I stand back with Taehyung who is being strange, which but the way is normal, as Jimin knocks on the new girls door. She better be a hard äss worker or else I'm gonna make her life miserable. As much as I want to be helpful I just want to make a successful debut.

I could care less about other people's feelings at the moment.

"Of course."

Suddenly I realize that I've been zoning out and recognize a girls voice. We all enter her dorm, my eyes laying on her for the first time ever.

I blink a few times, I've never seen anyone so beautiful in my life. It's strange, however, how she looks so childish yet mature. I can't quite put my finger on why she looks that way. Perhaps it's her petite figure and big round eyes.

"I'm Min Yoongi, I'm 18 years old," I introduce myself. She offers me a small smile which I don't know what to make of.

For some reason the only way I can explain it is as broken. Her one smile towards me makes my heartache, but I don't know why. Even her eyes don't show a sign of emotion that would lead me to figure out anything about her character.

She's a mystery, and for some reason I feel this overwhelming urge to solve it.

"Hi I'm Raejae and I'm 14 years old," she says softly. 14 YEARS OLD?! Oh god I gotta stop with my creepy äss thoughts.

After a bit we end up at a noodle place. I still can't help myself from wanting to figure this girl out. Is it creepy that I literally stared at the way she walked the whole way here? Something just draws my attention to her.

Is also weird to say that I see myself in her? Just a little bit.

"Play the piano for me, please!" The owner of the shop exclaims. Raejae immediately declines politely, but I'm way too curious to let that opportunity pass.

"No," The word slips out of my mouth and before I know it everyone is looking at me. Well, I can't go back now. "I want to hear you play," I continue.

If this girl can play the piano well I will just about die. The piano is one of the greatest things in the world.

I watch her sit down at the dusty old thing, she brushes her fingers across the keys to get a  feel for it. My mind swirls when she starts to play, my heart beating out of it's chest. For some reason as she plays, the image of a butterfly fluttering makes its way into my mind.

A fragile, beautiful butterfly at that.

This girl is like a butterfly.

*end of flashback*

"I NEED YOU!"

I reach out for her hand but it slips from my grasp.