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Sense

Jungkook's POV

Sitting on my bike fastly, I quickly took a turn and drove away a little from Ji Eun's house, just incase she wanted to come to the balcony or something, and doesn't see me standing there with my bike after saying I had to leave straight away. Parking the bike two streets away from her house and beside a wall, I just sat there at rest.

My own thoughts intoxicated me. To first put a point to my formless thoughts, I tried to remember everything I knew again. From my birth to this day. Many were vague. Those which I wish stayed with me were hazy. Those which I wanted to receive my whole life made no sense as there were missing puzzle scenes. But anyways it was all a lie. Everything was a lie.

And so, I never really knew if I was supposed to be glad that it was all revealed. Should I thank it for happening? I don't know. Now, I really had to stop and just ask Namjoon Hyung about it all. He has been with me for 5 years; through all those high and lows in my life graph. I met him even before meeting Ji Eun in a place I was 'working' in.

I was just 13 years old back then and was extremely introverted and self conscious all the time. And he understood and behaved however I would start to feel comfortable around him. He asked me resign from the shop I was working in; I mean, I was a child. Once I slowly got a little trust built upon him he introduced me his other friends.

They all seemed like Namjoon... At first. Kind and caring, understanding and easy going. But then once we started actually spending more time, oh yeah, nvm. It came as a shock to me like how one day I just realised how our 'kind, loving, masky behaviour' came off and revealed our own selves. That's how friends are made right? At first it's all bread and jam, sweet and lovey dovey. And at the end it's a pineapple served in the BBQs, spicy/"painful" yet sweet.

But that only caused us to get even closer. We, by now, didn't feel like a whole damn meal, but a whole damn family. We would fight and argue over little things like children, but would become the most caring/mature men in the world when one cries. It's just where an unavoidable (nowadays) thing called Ego; actually didn't exist. You keep your ego before you at all times; then you're just going to feel guilty about it all later. You might have even missed the chance to make your secret love as yours because of your ego. But is ego and expressiveness the same?

Hearing the rhythmic melody ring in my ears, I waited for Namjoon to pick the call up. As the ring passed by, so did my heart beats. It dangerously skipped beats along with it, making me worried if I would actually just die without knowing the truth.

Right now it's all like; 'I have my points and scenes. It's all there. But I can't figure out the ending. Can't figure out the truth. It feels like something is missing'. And that, is what's needed. For that, Namjoon is the answer. If I find that one missing thing, everything, everything is over. I will know if my life is over or my depressed self is over.

"Yes?"

"Hyung. Are you and Ji Eun... Like... You know, somehow - or in any aspect; are close or related to the A-Seoul company?"

"A-Seoul? Yes. The Head. Or what, uhh... CEO? It's our dad."

"Huh?"

"Yes? Why?"

"H..yung..."

"Jungko- Wait. Why are you even asking this? Jungkook? Is it somehow directed towards your past? Is that why you even brought this up in the first place? Don't tell me- WE ARE THE COMPANY WHO MADE Y-"

"Hyung... I will call you back."

*cuts the line down*

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