It's been days or maybe weeks since Seokjin found the girl he needed in his life. It was the first time he talked to her but didn't want that to be the last time. He would always go to the restaurant hoping to find her again somewhere close but went back with nothing but despair. It hurt his mother to see him like that.

Whenever Seokjin wanted to get his stress relieved, he would always come to his usual place, the peaceful garden. But this time, neither he could find peace nor he could get his stress relieved.

In the meantime, the bench he was sitting on suddenly felt heavy when another person took a seat beside him at the very end.

Before he could get up and leave the place, a female voice spoke.

"Life is quite hard, isn't it?" The voice was familiar to Seokjin. He turned his head to look at the owner of the voice and the voice belonged to the beautiful woman he has been searching for, for days. He thought you'd run away again so he decided to sit back and play along.

"It is..." he said avoiding eye contact with you.

"It's okay... everything will be alright soon." You patted the back of the man, seated beside you not bothering to look at him.

'As if...' Seokjin thought to himself and left a chuckle. There was a time when he thought that too, but it just remained as a thought and a dream. It never came true and he didn't have any hopes for it to come true either.

"Every night I close my eyes and force myself to sleep, hoping that the next morning everything would be fine. But it never happens..." You said while shaking your head in the last part.

"But I never lost hope." Your words hit differently to Seokjin. He never thought that he would meet you again in his life and never thought that he would be listening to you speak all these words.

He tried to figure out where these words came from, and that's when he realised that there were scars and bruises on your beautiful face the other night.

"All you can do is just pray... nothing more." This time you said these words while tilting your head to face the man beside you just to see a face covered with a mask already looking at you. You thought that the mask looked familiar. Before you could put your finger on it, he took off his mask revealing his face and teary eyes. You immediately recognised him as the 'creep' from the other day.

You widened your eyes and rose from your seat. You prepared yourself to run away again but he held your wrist stopping you again. Before you could try to relieve yourself from his grip, you felt something wet on your hands. You looked behind to see the man sobbing in your hands.

'What's wrong with him?' You didn't feel, sad, guilty or anything like that. But you felt even more creeped out.

'First, he cupped my cheeks and then he sobs in my hands like this. Can he be any weirder?'  That was all you could think.

"Please don't run away from me. I'm not a creep as you're thinking. My actions may have scared you but trust me, I'm not. I need to talk to you... please." You couldn't resist his tearful yet puppy eyes. You hadn't noticed the other day, but even with a crack on his face, this man looked quite handsome.

You immediately pulled your hand, which was initially held by the man in front of you, towards you and started screaming,
"Isn't that what every creep out there says? Of course, they would never know how creepy it is to touch a woman you had met for the first time and then sob in their hands..."

Before you could finish your sentence, you were interrupted by him,
"Or maybe they have something really important to say and were just hoping for their cooperation?"

There was a long pause for a brief moment before he proceeded to speak again,
"Look, all I want right now is to speak to you. About my actions during our previous encounter, I sincerely apologize and... I was out of my mind for doing so. Please listen to what I have to say right now and I promise, I won't budge you after this."

You just nodded and sat beside him while grimacing. Now, he stopped you and has a chance to talk to you, but what should he even talk about? How should he start talking? Where did he have to begin? He couldn't directly talk about marriage to a girl who's he meeting second time and didn't even have a proper conversation yet.

After a long time of waiting, Seokjin finally brought himself to speak something. Before he could utter a word, he felt a shoe on his back which made him shout in pain. Before he could look towards the direction where the shoe came from, he heard someone calling his name

"Kim Seokjin, you bastard!! Why didn't you pick up my calls??!!!"

It was Yoongi. Seokjin realised that he didn't have his mask on which made him widen his eyes in horror. He immediately covered his face with his palms.

"Yoongi! Don't come near me! I'm don't have my mask on!" Seokjin screamed as he moved away from Yoongi.

On the other hand when you heard the name "Yoongi", you furrowed your eyebrows. You looked up to find a pale man coming towards you. He stopped when he saw you. He gaped his mouth open at the sight of you.

"Min Yoongi?" You said as you slowly raised from your seat and took steps towards him.

"Choi Y/N?" he asked, questioning.

Tears started filling up in your eyes. You took the shoe Yoongi threw on Seokjin and made your way towards Yoongi. You immediately ran towards him and started hitting him with the shoe. He tried to stop you but couldn't.

You paused and threw the shoe away. The next moment, you hugged Yoongi as if there was no tomorrow.

Seeing you hug Yoongi, Seokjin felt uncomfortable, hesitant and confused.

•••••

The rustling of leaves by the cool wind blowing in the garden was the only sound that could be heard. There was pin-drop silence between the three of you.

"Is... she the one?" Yoongi asked as he glanced at Seokjin to which Seokjin just nodded in response. You didn't understand what they were talking about which made you furrow your eyebrows.

"So, you seem to be acquainted with each other. Probably more that an acquaintance" Seokjin asked glancing at the two of you.

"Yes, we are!" you said cheerfully.

"Seokjin, she's Choi Y/N, uh... Uh... an old friend of mine..." Yoongi said glancing at Seokjin. He noticed that Yoongi stuttered while mentioning you as a friend which made him suspicious.

"And Y/N, this is my best friend Seokjin," Yoongi said glancing at you while throwing arms around Seokjin and giving a gummy smile to which you gave a slight yet awkward nod.

"How do you know each other?" Seokjin asked out of curiosity.

Before Yoongi could utter a word, you spoke being your talkative self as usual.
"We were high schoolmates."

"Those good old high school days..." you said as a chuckle left your mouth.
"We would have been still together if they wouldn't have separated us..." You said with a spy smile, glancing at Yoongi, and he just nodded while stretching his body out.

'Were they dating or what?' 'What kind of relationship are they having?' 'Were they just friends or something more?' Many questions like this were running through Seokjin's brain but the sound of your mobile ringing interrupted his thoughts.

You looked at your phone to see the caller's name. Your smile was immediately replaced by bewildered horror which didn't go unnoticed by either of the boys. You accepted the call and a gulp passed down your throat.

"Y-Y-Yes F-Father?"

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Sorry for the bad and boring chapter. In case there are any improvements please let me know.

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