"Why aren't you eating anything?" A voice asked and I looked up from my book. Soomin sat down with her tray.

"I- I need to study." I said, pointing to all my books flowing all over the table.

"Why are you studying at lunch? I thought you were too clever to even study at all." She laughed and took a bite of her apple.

I sighed.

"Anyway, you shouldn't let that douche step on you like that." She changed the subject and I frowned.

Why do you care?

"You need to toughen up a bit, what's your name?"

"Min Haru." I hesitated and closed my books, getting curious of what she wanted.

"Haru, you need to tell them off! It will continue if you keep doing what you're doing." She encouraged.

"What am I doing?" I said, sounding more confused of that than of how Jimin changed his clothes so quickly in his Filter performance...

"Nothing! And that's the problem!" She exclaimed a bit too loud and the tables around us started looking.

"Shhh." I said and covered my face with a book.

"I like you Haru, we should hang out some time." She laughed and shoved the book away from my face.

"I'll see you." She said, grabbed her tray and left the table.

Soomin as my friend? Why would she want to be my friend?

I was scrolling through instagram, making the time pass on the bus on my way home from school. An advertisement popped up and usually I just skip them, but this one caught my attention.

A BTS CONCERT IN SEOUL!?!

I squealed, making a few eyes drop on me. I put a hand before my mouth to hold it in. I smiled like a crazy and couldn't wait to get home and beg my parents to go to this concert.

Seoul is only half an hour away from where I live.. they must let me go!

"No Haru."

Why does he keep giving me more and more reasons to hate him?

"I've said it before and I'm saying it again, you don't get to go to one of those concerts as long as your grades look like that." My father said, paying more attention to his phone than me.

"But you have never said that before! Usually, you use the excuse that 'it's a waste of money'." I exclaimed unamused by his words.

"You need to better your grades! You're not doing well in school!" He said with an expression on his face that would've made me hide behind my mom if she was there.

"But dad, the concert is in Seoul this time! It will only take half an hour to get there and I'll be home before 12 am!" I smiled trying to soften him up.

I was already imagining how the concert would be. I would be in the front row... no one would block me from seeing them and I would maybe even get eye contact with some of them...

"I said no Haru!" My father said and finally looked at me instead of his phone.

My smile faded and my eyes watered... In that moment I knew that I wasn't gonna change his mind.

"Okay, thank you." I bowed and went to my room.

When I closed the door, I dropped myself on my bed and let all the pressuring tears out. I turned my head to look at my wall.

"I will not give up just yet!" I dried my tears and sat up on my bed.

"I gotta stay hopeful! Right Hobi?" I giggled and fell backwards onto my bed, slowly dozing off into a deep sleep.

✧

I slowly turned around, feeling something touching my hair. I rubbed my eyes while yawning.

"You're so cute." Someone giggled.

I sat up with a start.

"You scared me!" I said and let out a relieved sigh when I saw Jungkook kneeled down by my side.

"I'm sorry Haru." He said with a raspy voice and stroke a strand of hair behind my ear.

I looked around, trying to figure where I was. I quickly recognized the place and looked back at Jungkook whom was already looking at me.

"Why am I laying on the couch?" I questioned and stroked his cheek.

"I don't know, I figured you did?" He laughed and got up.

"I made you some breakfast!" He said excitedly and headed towards the kitchen. 

I adored him as he walked to the kitchen in his sweatpants and oversized t-shirt. He turned around with a tray and a smile that could light up the whole universe.

I'm so weak for him

"Here you go." He placed the tray on my lap and sat down beside me.

"Thank you kooks." I locked eyes with him and smiled, assuring he understood my gratefulness. He gently pulled me into his chest, making sure the food wouldn't spill and placed a few kisses on my head. I looked down at the tray, my eyes widening from all the good looking food.

"This look so yummy! I love gyeran ppang." I smiled and got ready to eat.

"I know you do." He grabbed my hand and shoved the piece of gyeran ppang I had cut out into his mouth.

"Hey!" I said and nudged him, "I was going to eat that."

"I love gyeran ppang too." He mumbled with a smile. I smiled at his adorableness. He grabbed some chopsticks from the tray and brought a strawberry to my mouth.

"You love these too right!" He smiled and I nodded, eating the strawberry.

"You know me so well." I said as I had swallowed the strawberry. He smiled and turned on the TV in front of us.

"I wonder if I'll ever get to know you." I sighed.

"What." He questioned and looked at me, "sorry, I didn't hear."

"Oh, nothing." I shrugged and smiled at the boy I was so in love with.

✧

There's nothing anyone can do when you like someone.. You're powerless... and that's exactly how I feel when I wake up every morning without the person whom I feel like I belong.

au.n.
deep, I know lol.