3) Ghosts of The Bridge

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(TW: Mentions of attempt at ending one's own life.)

The group were exiting the school, headed towards the chosen location.

Jeongin decided to go first, and meet his ghost self at the location of the accident.

"Where are we headed exactly?", Changbin asked.

"According to Jeongin, it's a bridge near the candy shop that sells the lollipops with bugs in them.", Chan responded.

"Bridge?", Hyunjin asked.

"Yes, a bridge. Why?", Chan said.

Hyunjin stopped walking, he went to Jisung, holding his hand.

"No want go back to bridge! I want stay here!", he cried.

"Baby we're not making you leave okay. It's just for this assignment.", Jisung told him.

Hyunjin whimpered, holding onto Jisung.

"I'll be right here Hyunjin. I'm not leaving you."

The boys were able to continue walking soon after.

Little Jeongin directed them to a plaza area where a large bridge was blocked off.

Cars were all around the plaza, using a pre-built path to get to where the bridge would normally lead them.

"Why is it blocked off?", Felix asked.

"It was closed after the accident.", Jeongin said.

"You're not little any more?", Seungmin asked.

"No. Little me can't see this."

The group took the sidewalk path up onto the bridge. Hyunjin's hands shook more and more, and his breath picked up as they neared the top.

It was the exact same bridge where his life almost ended over a year ago.

"Okay, so what do I need to do?", Jeongin asked.

"Go to the exact spot where it happened. And then it should all come into place.", Jisung said.

Jeongin walked down the bridge, to where a piece of the railing was missing.

He touched the broken railing, closing his eyes.

The memory of the accident came back to him.
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"Dad can we play that song again?", Jeongin asked.

"We sure can bub."

The Yang family, minus Jeongin's siblings, were on their way to pick up his little brother from basketball practice.

Dad pressed play on the radio once more.

"You sure love this song, don't you honey?", Mom asked.

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