Your Eyes Tell✓ || K•TH

enough.

"You know, if you weren't standing on the other side of the fence right now, I probably would've thrown our past away for a second and hugged you," he smiled. "Oh shut up and jump over for a minute," I told him, making him swiftly climb the fence.

We looked at each other for a hot second before I smiled, "get over here idiot," I pulled him into a tight hug. After a bit we finally let go, "you know things aren't just going to run back to normal right?" He tilted his head. "This is enough," I spoke with a genuine tone.

"They should really make these fences harder to climb, like add some sort of spikes on it don't you think?" I took steps back, signalling him to jump back over for class. "Or maybe you should just stop running away from school?" He chuckled, shaking his head.

"When given the opportunity to run away, you should just do it. People complicate life for no reason, you should always take the easiest route." I gave him some pretty solid advice before heading off of school grounds.

Seojun.

Taehyung.

He was amazing, sweeter than cotton candy, mischievous and a rule breaker but, so lovable. How could you hate him? But Taehyung? He's fucking bipolar, I can't even decide if he likes me or despises me. One second he's helping me solve my life's questions, next second he's spitting the rudest sentences like he has had something against me for his whole life. So why on earth, for that split second, did I see Seojun in him?

"How do I get my mind off of this... OH PERFECT," I looked towards the bridge, remembering yesterday, and how I saw Taehyung lift that girl from the water without actually touching her. The sight was so magnificent I couldn't forget what he did. I copied his movement exactly, elegantly making a circle shape. Unlike his one, mine was completely empty, no light no nothing. No magic. Still I completed the little spell he did, I moved my hands to hover above the water, "acceo."

I sighed, dissatisfied with myself. If desperation is all I need to activate these stupid powers, then why aren't they activating. I'm damn fucking desperate. Well at least I've gotten my mind off of Taehyung. I pulled out my headphones from my pocket, connecting them to my phone. Music was my safe space. You'd think the last thing I'd wanna do after the death of my dad is jam out to bloody music. It just distracts me from reality, I liked it almost as much as sleeping. Both of which took me to a different world, a world I liked a lot better than this one.

I sat at the bridge for a good hour, singing to myself with my eyes shut tight, drifting to a peaceful state. My phones battery was getting low and I figured it was time to get home. I got up slowly, heading to my house. A gut feeling. An ominous gut feeling. I got to my front door, I looked down at the handle, seeing a weird fingerprint that most definitely wasn't mine, and the door.