Aera's P.O.V

The only way to go was for me to pretend like nothing ever happened. I would just act like Jungkook had never revealed his true nature once again. I would make it seem like everything was fine. I just would never be alone with him again. Thinking back as I laid in bed that night scared me. Because in the moment he had my life in his hands, I hadn't really cared. I hadn't cared about him about to take my life. It was a scary thought. To think I'd given up like that.

I sighed and turned over to look out the window. I had told myself I would get stronger. But now it seemed like I was wasting away instead.

••••

I woke up in surprise. Surprised I'd actually fallen asleep. My phone vibrated as I glanced around in lasting confusion.

"Have you eaten?" Yugyeom had texted.

I yawned and checked the time. It was already nine. My eyes widened for a second before I realized it was a Saturday.

"No," I replied. "Why?"

"Let's meet up."

Of course, I immediately agreed. I was a fool for his personality.

"Just the two of us?" I quickly sent after an "ok".

"Yes. Unless you want Kim Namjoon to come or something." He replied.

"No, just wondering." I texted, breathing a sigh of relief.

No Jungkook today.

••••

We decide to meet at the college cafe, but I arrived before him. I yawned as I walked in, glancing around the surprisingly empty shop. There were a few people here and there, but it wasn't nearly as busy as it was on weekdays. I broke into a small smile, before finding a table to sit at, which wasn't hard at all.

I sat quietly, studying the different pictures on the wall beside me for a bit, then checked my phone, then I picked at my nails. I waited, but Yugyeom still hadn't arrived after twenty minutes or so. I could feel anxiety slowly creep up through my stomach. I considered calling him, but then felt like that would be too bothersome. With a deep breath, trying to calm myself, I pulled out my phone to text him instead.

"Hey, I'm here." I told him simply.

When he didn't reply after another two minutes, I could feel the shaking set in. I was worried. Very worried. Call him. I told myself. With a nod, I picked up my phone and called him without hesitation. It was probably stupid of me to be so paranoid. I almost rolled my eyes at myself when he picked up with a cheery "Noona?". I chuckled a little under my breath in relief.

"Yugyeom! Where are you?"

"Uh, at my house," He replied. "Why?"

"What? Why are you still at home? I'm waiting for you. I've been waiting for more than thirty minutes!" I tried not to sound too annoyed, but I was a bit upset.

"Waiting where? What are you talking about?" Yugyeom said slowly.

"But you...we were supposed to meet for breakfast. You texted me just an hour ago!" Confusion poured into my head.

Was he joking with me?

"Aera...I didn't text you anything this morning. I'm sorry, maybe it was someone else?" He sounded confused as well, and maybe a bit guilty.

"No...I know it--" I stopped.

"Unless you want Kim Namjoon to come or something." Kim Namjoon. Yugyeom wouldn't have referred to him like that. He wouldn't...

"Oh...oh--"

"Aera? Are you..." I didn't hear the rest of his sentence, I'd lost the strength to hold up my phone to my ear, and my arm was slowly lowering as I slowly stood.

I stood and stared at him. He looked the same. The same boy with the full face and dark hair. The same boy who I thought I'd known so well stood in the entrance of the cafe. Who locked eyes with mine. Who broke my heart and sent me whirling into a state of despair. Who I thought would never leave.

"Jimin," I choked out.