"The scars you left on me..."
"They are so fucking beautiful"
When highschool sweet hearts Jimin and Byeol work through thick and thin to be together. Overcoming their hardships and working out their young love, it isn't easy.
The distance between...
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This episode contains mention of suicide and kidnap. Please ignore if this topic makes your uncomfortable.
Taehyung watched the same same thing for what it seemed like a hundredth time now. It's the same thing every time.
"Stop it, Jimin hyung. Please don't!" The video ends with Jeong Gyu's voice. His hands raised above his head as Jimin lifted his leg in attempt to hit him. The video doesn't show what happened after that.
"It's clearly abusing," Taehyung said to himself. "But why do I feel like it's not?" he rewinds it again and plays from the start. He watched it carefully with squinted eyes and parted lips. The frown on his eyebrows softened as he noticed something he didn't before.
Jeong Gyu was smiling.
Jimin wasn't abusing him?
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"Jimin," Manager Sejin called him. He looked up from his lyrics notebook.
"Two news one good and one bad, which one do you want me to tell first?"
"Bad one, because the good one is going to light up my mood later anyway," Jimin smiled. Sejin nodded.
"Your drama has been delayed. The lead actress quit from the role so they need some time to find a replacement," Sejin said. Jimin's expression didn't change and he just nodded.
"And the good one?"
"Your concert in Japan has been confirmed. It will be new year's special," he smiled raising his hand to give Jimin a hi-fi.
"Wow," Jimin jumped out of the chair. He ran over to the telephone.
"Calling home?" Sejin asked walking to him.
"No, I'm calling Byeol. She will be equally excited when she knows," he said punching my dormitory reception number from memory. He asked them to connect him to Byeol. He was smiling all along until his face grew grim. He placed the receiver back and fell into deep thought.
"What happened?" Sejin's voice broke his thoughts.
"Byeol hasn't come to the dormitory since yesterday," there was a crack in his voice and his fear engulfed him for no reason.
He had a bad feeling about this.
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I flutter opened my eyelids and my nostrils picked up a musty smell. I couldn't even swallow my own spit because my throat felt dry. I huffed as I leaned against the wooden pole and fought back the urge to throw up.
