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"I had three friends...They were my best friends and we'd known each other since childhood. Kim Seokjin, your brother knows him. He is older than me but it wasn't a problem in our friendship. Kim Taehyung," he said his name through gritted teeth. I knew they didn't like each other, but I'd never thought they'd been friends, "That guy gets along with Mindo, and Yura, she was the only girl among us. Everything was fine, we rarely argued and hung out a lot. Well, we spent all our free time together. But I realized that what I felt for Yura wasn't friendship, I liked her. No, I loved her...I taught her to play the piano, she was into it...Every week she asked me to teach her something new," Min went quiet.

"I didn't know you played the piano. You don't really look like you love music," I mumbled. Was he really going to tell me about his past? Why now? Why me?

"In a few months I confessed to her, and we started dating...Yura helped me in difficult situations...At that moment I had a lot of problems. At first everything was fine, but then...She began to talk to me less, always found reasons not to meet me, spend time with me. It troubled me a lot...I had no idea what was happening. And then...I saw Yura walking with Taehyung. Hah, it sounds so stupid, doesn't it? A grown up guy being jealous," Yoongi glanced at me and smiled. But that smile was full of sadness... "I thought the same thing at that moment, all of us were friends after all. I decided to catch up with them so we could walk together, but when I crossed the road I came to a halt," he frowned and wrinkles appeared on his forehead. He felt uneasy, I didn't even think it'd be so hard for him to talk about this... "She...hugged him and...kissed him...I was so frustrated! I said to myself 'What the fuck are these two doing?' I moved closer to them. I thought once Yura sees me she'll be ashamed of what she did, but she just smirked when she saw me, pressed herself closer to Taehyung and left quickly....I was a total fool, and those...they were dating behind my back!!! We were friends!" frustration, hatred and disgust were heard in his voice. Tae couldn't have done that...could he?

"It's very..." I was lost of words. I couldn't accept the fact that Kim could've done that to his best friend... "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry...It turns out you had reasons for you behavior...Mindo was wrong. Does he know about this?"

"Of course not. I only told you because we're both in a similar situation. I think you understand my feelings like nobody else," a barely noticeable smile appeared on Min's face, "I held on to Yura like you hold on to your writer. But, as you can see, she betrayed me in the end, but I don't wish the same to you! I just think it's good that someone helped you out of it, but right now I feel like you have to hold on to yourself, not the person you don't even know."

"I like him," I said suddenly, confessing even to myself, "I'm thankful for everything, even if he doesn't know me, but when I read his books, here," I placed my hand on my chest, close to my heart, where in fact the soul should be, "I feel a warm and pleasant sensation. I have no one else to rely on but myself..."

"You have a good brother. He cares for you," if only you knew, Yoongi...that there was no brother, that I was lying, that I was lonely...I was left alone that very day... "And...don't hurt yourself. Yes, Mindo told about this, too..." this is how our conversation went on. It was unexpected, but nice. For the first time in a long time someone heard me out, and he also could get it off his chest. I knew everything now...but I couldn't believe what Taehyung had done... "I'm sorry, I need to go...The dorm will be closed soon. I can give you a ride, if you want."

"No, thank you, I'll go myself," I stood up, grabbed my handbag and bowed, "It was very nice to meet you! I hope you and my brother won't kill each other," I waved my hand and stepped out of the cafe. A cool breeze hit my face, making me come to my senses, "C'mon, Miyeong, you need to go," shivering, I ran to the bus stop. It was warm in the middle of October, but not in the evenings. The wind was blowing, making me hide my cold hands in the pockets of my coat, which I'd need to change once I got to the dorm and wear my warm hoodie.

The bus was almost empty, everyone probably was at home, in their warm beds...I was looking out of the window, taking in the streets of beautiful Seoul, and only one thought was in my head 'It's a pity Mindo isn't able to see all of this...' I was pulled out of my thoughts by a sudden phone call. Unknown number.

"Hello?" I trailed off, pressing the phone to my ear.

"Miyeooong!" I heard from the other side, "Why don't you call me? Have you forgotten about your friend?!" Hoseok muttered offended.

"No, of course I haven't! Don't be silly. I was just very busy today...Can we meet next week?" I offered. Getting up from my seat, I walked to the bus doors and pressed the button. The bus stopped soon and I got off.

"It's too long, babyyy!" he whined, "I want to talk to you as soon as possible!!!"

"And what are you doing right now?" I asked with a smile, "Erm, maybe...you want to visit my brother?" I hesitated, it'd be right to show my brother his old friend.

"Oh! It'd be great! When are you visiting him? I could drive you."

"Ok, I'll go to him the day after tomorrow, I'll call you, fine?"

"Yep, I'll be waiting! Ok, Mieyoong, I have to work, I'll wait for your call," Hoesok hung up after those words. Yes, better go to the hospital with him. I didn't know for sure if Taehyung had done it to his best friend or not, that's why...perhaps, I was going to avoid him until I figured it out. I knew it was wrong, we were friends, but...I was completely confused!

As always, Min was already in his bed. He managed to come before me, because he had a car. I tossed my shoes to the corner of the room, headed to my bed and pushed my bag under it quietly. I then grabbed my clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Yoongi appeared to be sleeping.

I stood under the warm water and closed my eyes. This day was really difficult, so right now I just wanted to relax.

I stepped out after 10 minutes, neatly folded my clothes on the nightstand next to my bed, and laid down.

"It's already stuffy in here, aren't you hot when you sleep in your trousers and hoodie?" he suddenly asked. I shuddered from unexpectedness.

"I thought you were asleep...No, I'm comfortable, I'm used to it," I answered and rolled on my back. It was a lie. It was so hot every night! But I had to sleep in a baggy hoodie...

"Your sister is cute," he muttered, "You're so identical! Even your behaviors are similar, is it possible?" he laughed, and I felt uneasy.

"Yes. What did you talk about?"

"I don't know...about everything. I had a really good time. I'm just curious...aren't you worried?" Min placed his cheek on his palm and opened one eye. Apparently, he didn't want to talk about his past with anyone but Miyeong...

"Oh why?" why would I be worried, tell me, Min Yoongi?

"Well, she's your sister. I wouldn't trust guys with her if I were you. Isn't it right? Moreover, you think I'm a sick psycho."

"Stop it, hyung. Miyeong is a smart girl and wouldn't let anyone hurt her. I trust her, she's not a little girl. And you...probably don't want to date her, do you?" I laughed. Talking about myself may not be very pleasant, but it was true. Would Min Yoongi, a guy most girls were in love with, want to date Yoon Miyeong?

"Why not and...I told you she was cute...She's different. I mean, she's not like other girls. Not everyone can be proud of getting through such pain....Yes, she is a grown-up, she's strong and smart, but she is a girl. All girls want support."

I fell into silence after his words. I had nothing to say to him, his words were food for thought...And Min too, I think, had nothing to say. I didn't remember when I fell asleep, but I was thinking a lot.

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A day passed, I hadn't seen Taehyung, perhaps, he was very busy. I called Hoseok in the evening to decide the time for visiting my brother. Tomorrow at 16:20 at the bus stop. I was tossing and turning all night long, I couldn't sleep. Strange thoughts and some kind of anxiety didn't let me. It was 4:05. I still couldn't sleep. Accepting the fact that in the morning I'd have dark circles under my eyes, I got up and turned my laptop on. I went to the familiar site and decided to read SOLE's last book again to find something new for myself, because our perspectives and opinions changed with time. I finished at 7:10. An incomprehensible idea made me search what his pen name really meant. Sole comes from the Latin solus, meaning "alone". It sounded very sad...I whispered his pen name several times, after which I heard a loud exhale.

"Are you insane?!" he mumbled, angry but sleepy, "Have you seen the time?! It's a day off, why the fūck are you awake?"

"I wasn't sleeping. I'm sorry for waking you up," I folded my hands in prayer.

"Did you spend the whole night in front of your laptop?" Min asked confused, I nodded, "Idiot..." he rolled his eyes and turned around.

"I did half of the project and started to combine with yours, hyung."

"You're really an idiot...Listen, people sleep at night, you get it? Sleeep!" Min Yoongi trailed off and exhaled nervously.

We spent the whole day in our room, doing the project till 16:00.

"Hyung, I have to go. I'll be back in the evening and we'll finish it," I took my bag from the bed, grabbed the bomber jacket and exited the room.

As we agreed, I met Hoseok at 16:20 and got in the car. The ride was silent, making me want to sleep, but I stayed awake. I decided to talk to my friend.

After some time I, as usual, with my trembling legs entered the room, but immediately stopped in my tracks...My brother was sitting on the bed, his back facing the door, looking out of the window, mumbling something to himself. He...was really...sitting...

"B-Brother?! You're finally awake?" my hands were shaking, I couldn't help but start to cry...My whole body was numb, my vision blurred.

"Is that you, Miyeong?" he smiled, making my heart squeeze. I wanted to cry even more now, "I was waiting for you..." what is this feeling? Like something was digging into my soul, breaking through it...You couldn't even imagine how it felt, seeing my brother...alive...after many years. It was more than just a miracle.

I moved closer and fell to the floor, covering my face with my hands, sobbing hard...

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