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"Seokjin? Wh-what do you mean....?" I replied, looking at him as he stood infront of something.

It was a small box, and there was an engraving inside. It seemed like it was isolated from the other graves that have been in this place. It was made of marble and he looked at me before giving me a small smile.

"She's not my mom. She's actually.... just my stepmother," he said again and I stared at the tablet.

May you be in our hearts,

Kim Sehye

"Is this... your mom?" I asked and he nodded as he faced the tablet.

"She was cremated here. She's been here for for 29 years now. She died when I was 10 months old. I come here whenever I'm scared, because I know she'll be there for me," he replied softly and I looked at him before tilting my head.

"Then, is your brother....," I trailed off.

"My half-brother. When my mom died, my dad remarried and they had a son, Namjoon," he explained and I nodded before looking at him who was staring at his mother.

"Then, why are you here right now? Did something happen? You know you can always tell me, I'm here to talk," I said, growing worried for the man who standing beside me.

Behind that confident, cocky, bastardous, and picky personality of his, he's also really sensitive, and wasn't sure of himself. Everything he's been hiding is now infront of me.

"I just had... a bad day. When I have a bad day, I visit mom. But I rarely have bad days, so sometimes I feel sorry for myself for forgetting about mom," he sighs deeply and I stare at him who had his hands in his pockets.

"Hey Seokjin?"

"Hm?"

"What was difference between your mom and your stepmom? Was she good to you? No scratch that, was she better than her?" I asked him and he looked at me before smiling sadly.

"The difference between them was... my mom knew everything about me, she was there for me when I needed her the most. While my other mom treated me like every stepson, yet I loved her. But I knew she loved Namjoon, and that's normal, because he's her biological child," he replied.

"That's kind of sad. I had a happy family too. I'm just kind of sad it didn't last long," I said.

"Why? What happened to yours? If you're comfortable in telling so," he replied and I looked at him.

"Well..."

YEOSANG POV

I speed-walked towards the bathroom, my eyebrows furrowing as I tried to get rid of the blush on my cheeks.

I passed by different rooms, and my eyes caught a single light illuminating from one door.

Is that... the bathroom?

I arched a brow as I looked at the door, slowly walking towards it as I made my way to it. It had a small gap and it wasn't fully closed. I made my towards the door, making sure I don't make a sound.

As I reached it, I peeked in to see what was in there.

And my eyes widened.

What the-

In an instinct, I swung the door open, and the figure infront of me jolted up in surprise as they dropped what was in their hand.

"Wh-what are you doing!?" I said as I marched towards the figure, grabbing them by the collar before pulling them towards me, looking at me in the eye.

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