Yoongi walked over to the nearest table, sitting beside another close friend, known as Jimin who was deciding whether or not to eat. The only reason why Yoongi even knew the younger boy was because Hobi had advised him to create more ftiends. Both male's greeted each other with quick little hello's before a comfortable silence reigned upon them besides the background noise of chatter being heard all across the cafeteria. Jimin then let out a soft chuckle. "Okay hyung, you can tell me why your here.", he stated.

Every time someone would call him hyung, his mind would immediately think of Hoseok's voice.

"I just wanted to ask you something that's all.", the older male sighed, resting his chin in the palm of his hand.

"Fire away."

Yoongi took a deep breath then exhaled. "Have you ever had an imaginary friend? Or someone so real it was practically hard for you to think that that person was imaginary?"

Jimin hummed. "Yep. I still do. His name's Kim Taehyung. Why do you ask?"

The other was staring at his own hands, his eyes blankly gazing. He didn't respond for he was deeply surrounded in astonishment. He had never known a person would actually have an imaginary friend and if they did it would've been quite noticeable. Is it possible that Jimin had the similar experience as he did with Hoseok?

"Hyung!"

The elder jumped, glancing over at Jimin.

"Why did you ask such a thing?"

"I have the same thing except it's more real.."

Suddenly, Jimin's phone fell off the table, causing the younger to sigh and pick his phone up. "I can relate, Taehyung just did that. He's getting revenge on me because I ignored him.", he groaned, seeing a small crack in the bottom right corner of his Samsung. Yoongi was in disbelief. The phone even looked like it was tossed off the table by a human being, but none was there. There were even the small fingerprints on the screen. "What's your friend's name?", the younger questions.

"Jung Hoseok or otherwise known as Hobi."

Jimin instantly flinched looking over what seemingly to be nothing. The turquoise green hair poofed up, raising his eyebrow, puzzled.  "What, is he talking to you or something?"

The young adolescent nods, turning his attention back to Yoongi. "Um, yeah. He actually said that he knows Hobi. Yoongi hyung, are you sure that he isn't a real person?"

"Jimin, I'm not even sure about anything anymore."