After pondering over the thought of talking to Taehyung this past weekend, I had finally gained all of my courage to walk up to him before class started and tell him I was in the wrong.

In reality, Taehyung did absolutely nothing wrong. He really didn't. This whole thing that caused us to drift apart was because of me and solely because of me.

And I felt terrible.

All Taehyung did was sit on me because of the Truth or Dare game and I had to go out and be awkward and avoid him.

I hate myself.

After all, I still had some feelings for Taehyung.

Key word. Some.

This weekend had gotten me thinking a lot about my feelings in general. I had come to the conclusion that I wasn't as into Taehyung as I used to be. And I wasn't sure why.

Nothing heart-wrenching happened between us. Nothing he ever did caused me to just not like him as much. I think it was just me, you know, overthinking like always.

I wanted to apologize to Taehyung. I felt bad, because like Nayoung said, I had never even returned his confession from a month ago. I had led him on and ultimately stopped talking to him in the end over some petty reason.

In all honesty, I was hoping that Taehyung would ask me to the dance, despite us not talking to each other since that night at Jungkook's house. But I had set my hopes too high.

Not that I was upset that Jungkook had asked instead, of course not. In fact, I was rather excited that I was going to go to the dance with him. It was something different, and it excited me.

I had this plan all ready in my hand. Taehyung would be asking me to the dance, and while we were slow-dancing, I would drop the I like you too bomb on him, and then see where things would go from there.

But my well-thought of plan went down the toilet the moment Jungkook asked me.

There was no way I was going to be confessing to Taehyung at the dance. Jungkook was my date, and as his date it was my duty to give him full attention as he deserves. It wouldn't be fair to him if I ditched him for another guy.

Jungkook was the one who asked me, therefore Jungkook is the one I'm giving my undivided attention.

I fidget with the hem of my sleeves nervously as I wait for Taehyung by his lockers. I had come to school extra early so I could beat him and get to talk to him without having anyone interrupt us.

I was extremely nervous. What if Taehyung didn't want to talk to me? What if he was angry at me for ignoring him for a week?

Who am I kidding, of course he'd be! I know I would be mad if Taehyung suddenly stopped talking to me out of the blue.

He must've been mad. He hasn't made any effort to talk to me either.

Probably because I ignored all the times that he did try.

I mentally slap myself. Why am I like this?

Taehyung's a nice guy, surely he would let me have a chance to explain myself, wouldn't he? He's always been such a sweetheart, hopefully nothing has changed in the past week and he'll allow me to explain myself.

Right?

I gulp the nerves down and try to calm down the nervous butterflies prancing around my stomach.

The entrance doors open and in comes Taehyung.

My eyes brighten up and I straighten myself, already thinking about what I was going to say when it all came crashing down as soon as it appeared.

He wasn't alone.

There was a girl clinging onto his shoulder.

And it wasn't just any girl.

It was Lee Jaeun.

Jaeun was whispering something in his ear, making him smirk and ruffle her hair. She whines and sticks her tongue out at him.

I bite the inside of my cheek to supress the tears threatening to fall from my eyes.

Jaeun? Out of all people, Taehyung chose to go for Jaeun?

"Looks like you've got some company." Jaeun bitterly says, visibly inching closer to Taehyung to make sure that I was looking.

Oh boy, I was looking for sure.

It seemed like I couldn't look away.

Taehyung whips his head to face me, his expression showing no signs of emotions. I felt my stomach drop seeing him look at me like that.

I hated it.

"Miyoung?" He squints his eyes at me. The two walk closer to me. I clench my fists by my sides, fighting the urge to yell at Jaeun. "Nice of you to finally show up."

I blink a couple of times, startled by the harshness of his voice. "T-Taehyung..."

He sighs. "What?"

"Can we talk?" I barely whisper, feeling small under his intense gaze.

Jaeun scoffed by his side. "Are you serious right now? Listen you whore, you already have Jungkook wrapped around your finger, you really need another guy in order to feel satisfied?" Taehyung's jaw clenches at the mention of his friend's name. "God, you just never stop, do you? You're so desperate for someone, it's quite pathetic, really."

"Look who's talking," I bite out bitterly, my eyes darting to her clinging onto Taehyung's arm. "And besides, you're not a part of this conversation. I asked to speak with Taehyung, and I don't recall inviting you over."

"You may have not," Taehyung paused. "But she's with me."

I look back to Taehyung to see his eyes light up with fire. "Taehyung... Can we talk alone, please?"

His eyes never leave mine. "You know what? I don't really feel like talking with you. You've done enough," Jaeun smirks triumphantly my way. "Jaeun's right, you've got Jungkook, you don't need another toy."

Feeling the tears starting to well up in my eyes, I bite my lip and look down. "I'm sorry, okay? You've done nothing wrong, and it wasn't fair of me to just ignore you like that. I overthink the littlest things and I just let this get the best of me."

I sigh and confidently look at Taehyung, despite the evident tears that were in my eyes. "I've been such a jerk to you not just this past week but this month. This past week I've missed hearing your laughter and just having you by my side in general. Taehyung, I don't want to lose you over some petty reason."

It was silent between us. I continue to look at Taehyung, not daring to tear my gaze away from him.

A small flicker of emotion passed through his eyes, but right before he could open his mouth and respond, Jaeun beat him to it.

"This is just utter bullshit! Taehyung, are you really going to fall for this? It's so obvious that she's toying with you like she has all this time. Do you really want to go through that again?" She says mockingly, keeping her gaze locked on me.

My face falls when I see his eyes go back to that icy cold emotion. "You're right, I don't really want to go through this again," He pulls Jaeun along with him, leaving me in utter shock and despair. "See you when I see you, Miyoung."

They walked down the halls, Jaeun patting his back and giggling while he stayed silent.

Once they were out of sight, I let my tears go streaming down my face.

Why do I always manage to mess everything up?

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