Mistaken

Chapter #5

Author's PoV :

"Why is she back?" - Yoongi.

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A boy sat on the bench in the grass field that was at the back of the school. 

He was nearly sleeping in school because of having sleepless nights.


Chaeyoung saw him, it was Yoongi.


Her eyes softened at the older male, and she approached him.


"Hey" She said softly as she touched his shoulder. He looked up at her, and then back at his hands, then he sighed. She sat beside him and observed him.


"How have you been?" She asked, he shook his head. "You haven't been sleeping" She noticed. "You're also losing your appetite" She saw how his chubby cheeks weren't there anymore.


"And your grades are dropping" That one she knew from before, he got an earful from the teacher all the time, he didn't do his homework, he didn't pay attention in class, as if education wasn't even worth it anymore for him.


"Oppa, I know you're good at playing the piano-maybe I should say was, but music isn't the only subject that we have. If you keep going like that, then you would drop out— " He cut her off.


"Why do you even care?" She heard his low and tired voice, and pursed her lips. She hadn't realized she had been acting like Jennie used to.


"Because you're my friend. At least used to be" She whispered the last part to herself. "Why is she back?" He asked, she knew he was talking about Jennie.

"I thought you two could sort things out. It's obvious, isn't it? You love her, she loves you, then why? Why hurt each other like this?" She asked.


"She broke me"

"You broke her first"


She snapped immediately, then muttered an apology afterwards.


"I didn't mean to" He sighed again. "You should say that to her" She replied. "Does she even want to look at me now? I'm such a horrible person, I knew how much pain she was in, and I broke her even more,"


"After how much I've hurt her, would she still want to hear me out?" He asked. "She loves you; I saw it in her eyes. The spark, it was there" She held his shoulder.


"2 years, and she hasn't moved on. Why do you think she wouldn't start a relationship with someone again? Why do you think she wouldn't force herself to love someone else?" Chaeyoung asked, he thought deeply about her words.


"She's still that stubborn girl, oppa, she's waiting for like she always had. Go, go get your girl" She encouraged, pulling him up to his feet. But she smelled a forbidden scent from him, and when realization hit, her eyes widened.

"Y-You . . . you've been drinking?" She asked. He said nothing, just took some steps backwards. His silence had the answer.


Chaeyoung's hand flew to her mouth, she could never even imagine this. Yoongi was a person who had forbid alcohol for all his friends, he hated it, never had he ever gotten drunk.


But this . . . it was unbelievable.


Everything that was going on with him had explained it, he had nearly become a broken drunkard.


Chaeyoung was so done with all this. She couldn't slap him for this, but she could ask him politely to stop it.


" . . . Oppa" She whispered, holding his arm as tears dripped from her face.


"I'm sorry, there wasn't any other cure to this never-ending pain" He bit his lip. She let him go and wiped her tears.


"Promise me, promise that you won't touch alcohol again, ever. Jennie needs you, you need her, drinking wasn't the cure oppa, Jennie was" She told him. He hesitated before nodding.


"I promise" He smiled, it felt like ages since she had seen that beautiful smile of his. She sniffled and smiled back. "Go" She pushed him lightly, he laughed.


"You're starting to become the second Hoseok, you know that? Giving everyone hope, encouraging them and telling them that you're there for them? Anyways, see ya" He said before walking away.


She froze at the mention of his name. Of course, Yoongi knew nothing, nothing.


Her eyes caught the said boy; he was walking out of the school with his eyes on his phone.


And as if he knew she was staring, he snapped his head in her direction.


He smiled.


Despite how much it hurt, he smiled at her, he even waved. She smiled back, a sad one, then he turned away. She sighed and held the edge of the bench, it hurt more than ever.


Maybe she really was becoming like him, giving others hope to live when he himself was dying inside. She was no different from him.


And what irony, they were killing themselves because of each other.

a/n: A filler, but also a glance in the past of hoperose. What do you think happened to them?

Spoiler: They also didn't date

Lol sorry for the 'they didn't date' thingy, but with what's following this fic, it would really look like they're all playgirls if they had dated all of them.

ANyways, have a good day/night wherever you are!


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