I was trying to get a good or at least a better sleep after visiting Namjoon's dead scene this morning until I received a call 3 in the morning, I picked it up and recognized that was the voice of Inspector Lee, "What makes you call me 3 in the morning, Inspector Lee?" I asked, trying to make it sound like a joke but it wasn't. I'm very bad at making jokes right now, I missed all those dad jokes that I could make it randomly when I was with them but not now anymore.

        "I hope that you come to the hospital that was just 4 blocks away from your home, right now." He said. I gulped and agreed on going to the hospital. Things can't go well just what you wish right? I put on my cozy coat and left my apartment, I hopped onto my car and drive as fast as I could to be there while hoping what I was thinking is not happening or happened. I arrived at the hospital within 3 minutes and got to the floor where Inspector Lee was.

          "Wear these first." He said while giving me a face mask and also a pair of gloves. I nod my head and did what I was told. I entered the room where two police officer were guarding the door, there was a strong smell of blood surrounded the room and some blood were splattered on the wall. I gritted my teeth, still hoping that what was happening right now is not what I had pictured in my mind. My tears dropped as soon as I saw what had happened right in front of me, "Jimin-" I fell on the floor after his name was called out from my mouth.

          He was there on the bed, sitting still but – dead. His throat was silted, both of his arms were covered in blood and cuts, his mouth were being drawn with a smile using his blood and his hospital attire were soaked with his blood. "We found him after we receive a call from the hospital that the room was being locked since dinner time. We suspect that this is another case of suicide as we found no clue that he was being murdered." He said.

          I shook my head, disagreeing his statement, "Jimin wouldn't kill himself just like that, and I just visited him the night before." I bit my lips, trying to stop myself from crying visibly. "He was taking treatment to heal his mental illness, he wants to get better." I lay back against the wall as I covered my face with my coat, letting out my silent tears. He promised that he would get better and better, he also decided to be a volunteer to help the others to recover from their mental illness after he was fully healed but – he's gone now.

           "I'm sorry for your lost. Please do inform his parents..."

           "I'm his only guardian – his heartless family cut ties with him long time ago." I stated, Jimin has been with me after his graduation from college and he had been staying with me since then. "It's best that you inform them." I shook my head, "Jimin deleted their contact long time ago, there's no way I can do that now."

I cannot get out of this lie, please give me back my smile.

- a note found in Jimin's drawer-