Namjoon was alone in his parents' house, looking the rain hurting the floor by the window, just like pain was hurting his chest, just like the lack of Seokjin was hurting his heart. He leant his head against the window, sighing.

-What could have I done to avoid this..? Is it my fault..? I didn't see it, I didn't see you were that bad.. And nobody saw it.. I feel so guilty, you can't imagine how bad I am right now.. Tell me what I could have done..! Please Jin.. Come on.. Come on and tell me... I'll... I'll go back in time..and I'll save you from what destroyed you... I'm so sorry, and no words can express how I really feel.. This feeling of...of deep sadness, mixed with regrets and powerlessness.. I couldn't do anything for you but you...you could have talked to me... And maybe...together.... We could have found a solution...

He slaped his head against the window, starting to cry, closing his eyes. He felt so stupid, stupid of doing nothing except crying, stupid to talk alone and stupid to think he could have saved Seokjin from his untold depression. He was hopeless, and even Hoseok couldn't make him smile or feel better when the leader was in the dorm. Except Jimin and Namjoon, nobody knew what happened to the eldest one, both lied to the others, explaining that Jin was gone in vacation without any precisions.

-Just hope you're better in heaven...

He layed on his bed and just slept, his night was calm and sad, without nightmares neither dreams, a flat night...