It had been three days and I felt nowhere better. In fact, I was feeling pathetic. My phone, switched off, was lying beside me and I had no will to look up at it. Wow Seokjin, you just made a girl who never stayed in her room for more than six hours, sequester herself for days straight.

My eyelids felt heavy and my entire body benumbed. The absolute solace I found in loneliness was euphoric, I just wanted to be left alone. But, eventually, I had to get out of bed.

I reluctantly stepped out of my room towards the kitchen. Dami was sitting at the dining table eating something I could not make out.

"Unnie, are you fine? You look sick," she asked and I nodded. I sluggishly walked to the refrigerator, opening it and pulling out a tetra pack.

"Are you sure? You haven't come out of your room for three days..."

I don't know how to respond. Am I fine? No. But I can't be mourning over something that never existed. And I honestly don't want them to suffer with me so, I simply nodded.

"How are your practices going," I asked and I was myself shocked at how I sounded. It felt alien to my ears as if coming out of the depths I have never explored of my being.

My head was spinning, maybe because I was intercepting too much light after being in the dark. I opened the pack and poured myself a glass of guava juice. High in sugar. But, fuck it.

I could watch my hand trembling, I was acting unusually clumsy. The way the juice was all over the kitchen counter, I realised I could not do a thing right.

"It's going fine. We are waiting for- Unnie?" She stood up, taking big steps towards me but I couldn't clearly see her, my vision went nebulous. My grip on the glass faltered but I couldn't look at it either, there was a wild influx of warm blood at the back of my head and suddenly I was hugging the floor.

•••

I opened my eyes, reluctant to the lights in the room. My eyes themselves squinted on intercepting it, I felt something connected to the back of my hand. A cannulae. I looked up, following the thin tube that lead to the glucose or IV, I don't know what bottle.

"Oh, you're up? How do you feel?" Aera entered with some paperwork in her hands. I nodded. I was still in my room and it felt better.

She sat beside me and glanced at me with a very disappointed gaze. I could not meet it.

"How did you manage to hurt yourself? You know you went so weak that you fainted and then you had a high fever. You have been sleeping for twenty-four hours!" A glint of anger on her face that was numbed by the tear of concern that she quickly wiped off.

"You know how scared you made us! Ari was crying her eyes out! For whom? For the person who never existed? Does he mean more than you? Mi, I know you are hurt, but this is no way."

"I'm sorry," I mumbled. But I am not doing this willingly! I cannot look at myself. It is not just embarrassing, it's humiliating.

"I hate Jin for what he has done to you unknowingly. I don't care what his intentions were but I still hate him," she said through gritted teeth.

"Hate... You should not hate him. He did tell me that he was Seokjin at the start. I was naive... And... And..." Tears started to well up in my eyes again and I didn't have the strength to tuck them in, so, I just felt them coursing down my cheeks.

Aera gave me a very sympathetic look. I feel like an injured puppy. Little and pathetic.

I sniffle somehow controlling the avalanche of my tears. "When do we have the official meeting with BTS?" I ask.

"We've shifted it to Monday."

I nod. "Aera is it-"

"You are not coming," she says in a pragmatic tone.

"Bu-"

"That's it."

"Listen to me," I glared lightly and she was a bit intimidated.

"I can attend it online," I said and her eyes shone in the light and a smile stretched on her face. I know she wants me to be there.

"Yeah. Obviously. Yes dumbass, you can be there online," she chuckled making me smile.

•••

Saturday, 9:00 P.M.

Switch on?
Yes / No

57 Unread messages : Seokjin
3 Unread messages : Mom
1 Unread messages : Jennie

Mom

Mom:
Why is your
phone switched off?
Recieved, wed, 3:45 P.M.

Why didn't you call
me today Mi? Are you fine?
Recieved, Thurs, 4:16 P.M.

Mi? What is going on?
You are making me concerned.
Recieved, Fri, 8:00 P.M.

Me:
Yo mom me alrighty

Mom:
Are you out of your
mind? I already had
a conversation with Aera.

You fainted? I'll kill
your dietician!

Me:
Haha mom that's fine.
It's not her fault. I just
wasn't feeling like eating.

Mom:
Why? Are you okay?

Me:
Yupsie. I was seeing if
I could lose some wt.
Turned out wrong lmao 🤣

Mom:
Is that a thing to laugh??

Me:
I am sorry. This won't be
repeated. Okay momma, I gtg.

Mom:
Bye. Take care.

Me:
💜💜

Jennie

Jennie:
Mi, are you fine?
Recieved, Thurs, 4:00 P.M.

Me:
You know it already.

Jennie:
Yeah I contacted Dami.
You fainted????????

Wtffff!!!!! Who's that man?
Kim Chin Mae! Fuck it.
I'll kill him.

Me:
😂😂

He isn't real anyway.
Forget it. How's your
practices?

Jennie:
Don't fucking change the
topic.

Me:
I am tired Jen. Do you really
wanna talk about him?

Jennie:
Oh okay. Sorry.

Me:
No no you don't
have to be sorry 😂

I gtg. Thanks for your
concern ☺️

Jennie:

Me:
😂😂

•••

(A/N: I wrote the entire chapter in present tense then converted it to past tense. I don't know why do I act stupid at times 😂😂)