areum was just about to go home not until...

jimin grabbed her wrist when the coast was finally clear.

she wanted to tell him that it hurts so much. physically? mentally?

the girl didn't know. but for now, as long as jimin is already willing to listen to her, she'll try to subside the pain.

"i'm—"

she was cut off by his soft lips kissing her like he was just forced to do it.

the girl didn't move. she was too shocked.

too hurt.

too pained.

jimin backed away, looking at her with so much intensity.

so much hatred.

not knowing what to do, she led jimin to her home.

to her bed,

to her purity.

until finally,

the groans

the whimpers

the obscenities

died down.

what was left now is jimin picking up his clothes furiously and the girl's endless tears flowing down her puffed cheeks, the thin sheet of her bed covering her naked body.

"this is what you want right?"

she lowered her head.

"it was your plan to stop sending me those goddamn letters so that this could happen! you know that i still care a lot about you because we've been best friends for years! i was so fucking worried!"

she flinched.

jimin halfheartedly laughed.

"funny right?—

how all of the years we've spent together is now just a memory just because you fell for me...

just because i didn't returned the favor."

she let out a sob, getting the slight courage to look at jimin's face.

he was also crying.

"j-jimin..i don't want this."

"stop lying!"

"i stopped sending l-letters because i-i know you would just t-throw it away..

i'm really sorry jimin,

i love you."

the two of them were silent for a while.

"i love your sister."

and then he left.