(Celui-ci n'est pas très bon, j'en suis désolée)

Four months passed and Namjoon just stayed in the dorm, stuck in a deep depression, realizing that his love won't come back to life, that he was just gone forever.. He couldn't accept that.. He couldn't live without him..
He rarely got out of his room, ate less, slept less as wall, spending his time wriring and composing songs. He wrote on papers what was in his heart and his head, he didn't care about the beauty of his lines, it wasn't the goal of his work. Speaking of his feelings was not something in wich he was good, only music could express them. That's why he spent all his time in his studio and the others didn't know what to do to help him, just staying in front of his door...

Sometimes, they could hear him crying and asking why was he alive and not Jin... That was heartbreaking...

No words can express his pain neither his sadness and how guilty he felt about them.

He tried to harm himself but everytime he tried, Jungkook stopped him and told him that Seokjin would never have wanted him to do this.

And everytime he said that, Namjoon just yelled at him, saying that even his name was source of pain...

The rest of the group let him doing his mourning, hoping they wouldn't lose him as well...