*~Jimin's POV~*

-Flash-back-

It all started when I was 13. I looked up at my mom with a careless look on face. When we go to school in the car together I didn't speak to her at all. I didn't hate her, I loved her with all of my heart. I didn't wanna make her mad, if I did there was bad news for me. 

I walk into the school like any other day, and I looked at the board to see what assignments we had for homework. I looked up a 2nd time and someone was standing in front of me. A girl. She is really pretty and she was small. I leaned back in my chair and said,

"Hey, what's your name?"

"My name is Kishiko Chan." The girl said.

"Hello Kishiko." I said to the pretty girl.

She smiled at me, so does that mean I smile back?

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-Present day- 

I looked back at that day all most every day. I should've smiled back to her. I regret that I didn't though. The thought of it still haunts me to this day, I will probably for the rest of my life. That day was the day that changed my life. I never smiled to anyone unless I had to. Which was really rare. When I liked something I didn't smile at all, if I liked a place I never smiled either. I never knew why. 

I'm now a 17 year old guy who has nothing to live for. My parents abandoned me at 15, so I'm on my own a lot of the times. When I'm not, I'm with some friends inside of my head. Sometimes it gets so bad that I sit on my bed and sob until my pillow is so wet I have to change it. 

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I get up to go charge my phone and laptop. I see a notification on my phone that says 'Someone has followed you' from Instagram. I go to open the app and there's a girl that looks so familiar that I look at the photo until I fall asleep. 

I wake up the next morning groggy. My head hurt  really bad that morning so, I went to go take some medication that I had in the medicine cabinet which was pretty much IBUProfen. I lay down on the couch and I look over at the table next to me. My phone was right there sitting on edge lighting up with thousands of notifications on my screen, and most of them were from the girl that looked so familiar to me. 

"WAIT..." I said loudly to myself.

"That's... That's Kishiko Chan!" I said really loudly.

I cannot believe that, that was the girl that I met in 7th grade. I was 13! How did she find my account on Instagram? I looked back on my screen and did the logic, returned her follow by following her back. 

And then the messages came through my phone like someone broke it.