22.22 we had arrived at the airport, sneak out from the airport, from Yoongi oppa easily when he is busy talking on the phone. I run dragging Jungkook's hand to make him walk a little faster before someone catch us. Finally, we reach the parking lot and stuffing our luggage in the trunk of the car, driving in silence with no words.

I will lose him.

No, Soomi.

You will set him free. No more pain, no more tears, no more heartbreak. He will be free from all of that misery, just one little sacrifice and everything will be okay. He will be okay. Our Jungkook will be okay, Min Jisoo.

"Kim Jisoo gave birth to a beautiful baby." I said still focusing on the road while I took a sharp turn, wanting to take more time with him. No responses, so I look at him and found a tiny, beautiful bunny smile that I missed so much. Constantly I smile affected by him. "Do you want to see them before we- " I look at him once again but he only shaking his head weakly.

"Once I meet them, they won't let me go." That's good. So, you will still be alive, Jungkook. "And I would live like a zombie again. With this pain, how would I survive." He said taking his right hand and place it on his chest. "It's only a matter of time, Mochi."

Deg!

He calls me Mochi.

"It's only a matter of time where I will die because of this pain." I stay quiet. We are almost there, in a busy street of Seoul. The perfect place to make it happen, his freedom. "And sorry."

For what?

"If I can control this heart, I would be gladly loving you, cherish all the feel you have for me, I am grateful that I still have someone like you in my life." No, don't make me feel sad. Don't make me fly back to that bitch and throwing more bullshit in front of her, the thing that will make you angrier to me. Who won't love you?

"At least I am loved." And he touches my bangs, caressing the hair carefully, softly. And I can feel my heart doing their exercise, nearly exploding, oh Jungkook. I still love you very much. I will do everything to make you happy. "Thank you, Mochi." And there I stop the car abruptly make him jolt his body, but his smile never left his lips.

"You know that we could found another way to make you feel better."I tell him, and in the end my voice betraying me, cracking like a thunder.

"No." he said shortly, leaning his head to the passenger seat, closing his eyes, forming such a beautiful and sad smile on his face. "There is no way I can handle more than this. Don't you want to make me happy, Mochi?"

"I do." And he smiles. "More than anyone, I do. But doing this, will only make them think that you give up. That you lose.  And you didn't lose anything, we all know to whom her heart belongs to."

"Yeah." He chuckled, messing up with his brown locks. "I give up, for her. How I want to believe that her heart was mine, but-" he choked with the tears and the lump on his throat. "I just wanted to erase her, so she will leave peacefully without me disturbing her new life. I don't want to life anymore."

He clenched his fist while still closing his eyes, the tears flowing from his closed eyes, make me cry just like him. "How I wanted to scold myself to stop. Because all of she wishes from me only me to unlove her, to forget her, to leave her."

I stay in silence when his breath hitches, suppressing the sadness that is still growing bigger and bigger inside his soul. "I just, I just wanted to be free. I don't want to be like this, I don't want to love her when she doesn't want me to feel like this." And he opens his eyes, looking straight to me, begging me. "Let me meet Sewon-i."

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"Go." She said holding the steering wheel tightly, make her hand sore. "Open the door and be free." She said biting her lips holding her tears. "Ask Sewon-i her mercy for me." There I smile to her.

I nodded innocently just like a little boy while showing her my gratitude with my signature smile. I close the gap between our body and reaching her head, placing a long, sweet kiss on her forehead. "You know that we love you, right Mochi?" I tell her and then releasing her. Watching her face for the last time before I open the door of the car.

I close the door carefully, watching the streetlamp from far make a line, watching the night sky where the stars show up, beautiful. I inhale the oxygen, the last gift for my precious lungs, and bravely I took the first light step toward the street. Not making any eye contact as I walk and walk.

A tiny step become a motion of run when I captured her features in my mind. Her beautiful and big doe brown eyes, her slender legs, her puffy cheeks, her small face, her bright smile, her sinful and kissable lips. Oh, I need to take those memories out of my mind, because she hates it. She hates that I still can't get over her.

Will you be happy if I forget, Lisa?

Will you be happy if finally, I will never come to beg for your love again, Panpriya?

Will you be happy if I gone, Barbie?

I still run as the loud horn and bright light show up in front of my eyes.

I thought my body was floating, but in a blink, I was in the hard ground.
For awhile, I was unable to feel anything.
All I felt was that my body was unbearably heavy to the point where I couldn't even open my eyelids.
I couldn't swallow or breath.
I started losing my conscience and surroundings started looking hazy.

Afterwards, as if startled, my body start shaking.
I couldn't be sure of which parts of my body were in pain and I felt thirsty.
In the midst of this, I woke up.
My eyes hurt and as if they were full of sand and I could see something in the distance.
I thought it was a light but it wasn't.
It was bright, big and blurry.
It didn't move, it just floated in the air.
I kept looking at it, and eventually it began to adapt a clearer shape.

It was the moon.

The world was upside down as if my head had been pushed backward.
In this world, the moon was also hanging backwards.
I tried to cough, to be able to breathe, but I couldn't move.
And the cold wind came.
I was scared, I tried moving my mouth but no words came out.
I didn't even close my eyes but everything started becoming dark.

As my conscience started leaving me, 7 minutes of memories playing in my mind.

"Jungkook, mom and daddy love you." Mom, I smile.

"Her name is Panpriya, you will like her, son." Daddy.

"Kookie, I love you." Sewon-i.

And then that blonde hair, that doll like face, that cold eyes, and then that warm smile.

"Kookie oppa." Call me again. Please.

"I will fight my tooth and nail for you." But you lied.

"I love you, Jeon Jungkook." Proof me.

"Unlove me."  with that one the aches feel unbearable in my chest.

"Now go! Forget me." How can I?

"I don't want you, I never want you." I love you,

Barbie.

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"The patient had lost too many blood. Broken arm, legs, ribs. Serious damage on the head." The doctor said after they checked out his condition. "We will do the best, but we need miracle to make him stay with us. I am sorry." Some gasp could be heard, cry already been there since the waiting room filled with the people who knows him well, the family, the friends.

The elder of Jeon almost saying something after awhile gathering his strength to not collapse to talk to the doctor when a nurse called the doctor with such a terrified look on her face.

"Doctor Kim, we need you. We lost him."