YOUR POV:

"When are your thinking of asking Jimin?"  Seulgi inquired.

"I don't know, I think I'm going to invite to a cafe or something after school and ask him because the school needs my answer by next week for my application or scholarship will be taken by another applicant." I begin to explain before hearing loud footsteps coming closer and closer. I become curious and turn around to find Jimin approaching. "Guys, not a word." I hushed them as they all agreed. We changed the subject quickly before Jimin came close enough to hear our conversation but as soon as he arrived, he hastily grabbed my wrist. "Jimin, what are you doing?" I inquired after experiencing his rough actions.

"I need to speak with you." He simply replied, turning back around and continuing to pull me along with him.

"Jimin." I spoke, trying to gain his attention. I was willing to talk to him but not with him pulling me by the wrist in a hurried state. He must not have heard me the first time so I repeated myself. "Jimin." Still no reply. "JIMIN!" I finally exclaimed, this time gaining his attention. He turned around surprised at my sudden rise of voice. "Can you please let go of my wrist, I will come with you but you don't need to pull me along like a cart and horse." I inquired, gesturing to his hand which was tightly gripped into my wrist.

"Oh sorry, did I hurt you?" He quickly apologised. I nodded my head no.

"No, you didn't." I smiled. He sent me a warm smile back before was took a seat on a bench on the quiet side of the school. I realised that this would be the perfect time to ask Jimin since we were alone.

"I have something to tell you." We both spoke in unison which caused us both to burst out into laughter.

"It's nice to hear you laugh after a few weeks." He blurted out catching me off guard. I just stopped laughing and sent him a soft smile. "Ladies first." He interjected.

"Okay, I have something to ask you but you have to promise me something first." I begin explaining.

"Of course."  

"Promise me you will answer with seriousness and not laugh or dodge my question and no asking why I asked because it is very important." I spoke before holding my pinky finger for him to intertwine his.

"Always so childish." He chuckled before linking his pinky with mine. "I promise." I hear him say with sincerity. I took a deep breath in, preparing my self for the question.

"Do you love Yoon Hee?" I finally said. I watched as his smile flattened as soon as his brain registered what I had said.

"What?" 

"Do you love Yoon Hee?" I repeated.

"I-I." He was completely lost for words at my question. "I think I do." He murmured, I leaned in closer not catching his words. Gesturing him to repeat.  "I love Yoon Hee." He repeated. I tried my best not to show the sadness that has just washed over me after he had said that. I wanted everything to just walk away or let the tears forming slide down my face but I had to hold them back. Now that I know he loved her, there was no point in hoping for him to love me back because it would never happen. At least now I knew he didn't love me, I could try to move on but I am not sure if I can.

"Okay." I whispered. Letting him know I hear him. "You can ask me your question now." I chirped, trying my best not to choke, stutter or show any type of breakage in my heart. But it was hard since it had well and truly shattered into a million tiny pieces.

"I don't know how to say this." He nervously admitted.

"Say what, what's wrong?" I inquired, getting slightly worried about his odd behaviour.

"How long have you been silently suffering for?" He finally asked. My expression softened not quite understanding what he was implying.

"I don't quite understand?" I admitted.

"How long have you been showing the world your fake smile, how long have you been hiding all the pain inside?" He rephrased not looking straight in the eyes. My eyes widened in shock, how did he know? I was completely lost for words, my mind went completely blank. I was completely caught off guard. "Why don't you ever smile anymore or laugh?" He asked another question. The tone he used broke my heart, I could tell he was trying to hold back the tear threatening to fall and to relate, so was I. "(Y/n), I am so sorry for not being there for you."

"I had the privilege to be called your best friend but what have I done recently to deserve it, you were silently suffering through so much and trying to hide your emotions from the world to make sure we don't have to worry about you." 

He saw right through me. How was supposed to move one if he was being so caring and cute. This was one of the sole reasons I fell for Park Jimin. He's kind heart which always managed to win mine, with his cute gestures or quirky ways of making me laugh. His all to adorable eye smile that could lighten anyone's darkest days. Lastly, the way he can see right through your emotions no matter how hard you tried to hide it from him. "Jimin." I finally spoke. "It's okay you~."

"NO (Y/N), it's not okay no matter how much I stuff up your always to forgive me and give me advice, why?" He questioned.  "Why do you insist on helping even though I always stuff up at the most basic job of being your best friend?"

"Jimin, the sole reason you deserve to be my best friend is, look, look at the situation we are in now." I found my words again after he finished his question. "Who is asking me if I am okay, who is begging for forgiveness for being a terrible best friend?" I soft spoke, enveloping him in a tight embrace. "You are, you have the kindest heart out of all the people I know, always making sure I am okay, always able to sense my sadness and make me laugh, that's why you are my best friend."

"What's wrong (y/n), please let me help you." He asked, after breaking the embrace and looking at directly at me again.

"Jimin you can't." I spoke softly in reply. Why can't he help? How is he supposed to help himself in liking me? No one can force love and I know now he loves Yoon Hee so there is no chance.

"Why not (y/n)?" He sternly spoke after hearing my rejection to answer his question. "Explain to me why I can't help?"

"You just can't." I mumbled, breaking eye contact and turning my gaze to the floor. Shuffling my feet nervously.

"What do you mean?" He pushed, raising the volume of his voice slightly. That was when I snapped but I wish I didn't. I quickly stood up and took a stance in front of Jimin.

"HOW CAN YOU HELP, JIMIN?" I begin, voice full of annoyance and sadness. "OH JIMIN, CAN YOU HELP MY BEST FRIEND FALL IN LOVE WITH ME, THANKS!" I shouted before walking away as the tears threatened to spill. I had just confessed to him, whether he got the hint or not I will never know because I won't be attending this school anymore. 

I got my answer, so I am content with trying to move forward.

-TBC-

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I just read this and re-edited it because I wrote this chapter a few weeks back and I didn't even know what to exspect from this chapter. Geez that was a doosy.