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I was in my room with Jimin today.

I felt absolutely pathetic.

I hated my depression.

It was like a cold weather.

I didn't like cold.

I told Jimin I was going to get some water from the kitchen.

He nodded.

He was sitting on the bed, on his phone.

I closed the door after me.

Jin was in the kitchen.

Jin was suspicious of me.

I didn't know that.

"Hey, yoongi." He said with furled lips and a concerned look.

I smiled. But it was weak. "Hey."

"Are you going to eat?" He asked.

"No, I'm just here for water. I'm not hungry." I said, opening the fridge.

"Have you eaten today?" He asked, walking towards me.

I brought the water bottle to my mouth, drinking almost half of it.

I narrowed my eyes, thinking.

"I don't remember." I finally answered.

And it was true.

I didn't remember when was the last time I ate a normal meal.

He sighed.

I held the bottle tightly in my hand.

I stared at it for too long.

My mind was blank.

Only one thought.

Jin noticed.

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