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26. Love is not over

Iseul is the kind of woman that knows what she wants, she carries herself with dignity, pride and have a bubbly, flirty personality. As long as I can remember the two of us have been the completely opposites and maybe that's the reason to why we get along so well.

I first met Iseul when we were both 9 years old. She transferred to my school after her father was relocated to Seoul by his company. The witty young girl adapted quickly and soon became very popular among the other kids. Unlike me that always had my head down in a book she was carefree and always seemed to run around with nothing but a smile on her face.

One day when I was making my way towards the gym I bumped shoulders with a group of boys from a senior class. All of my books flew out of my arms, my gym bag dropped to the floor and my round fragile glasses broke when they touched the ground. The boys laughed at me but I immediately apologized, bowed and got down on my knees, trying to find my glasses and collect my things. When they left I heard Iseul running down the hallway and started to gather my books that now were all over the floor.

She picked up my glasses and carefully put them back on the bridge of my nose, mumbling something about how stupid boys are. The young girl helped me to get up and walked with me to gym-class and the two of us have been inseparable ever since.

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Iseul is standing at the far end of the HYBE closet, the huge hall stacked with designer outfits from floor to ceiling. She taps her feet on the concrete floor and try to wipe off her sweaty hands on her jeans. This is so unlike her, she is always confident and she was, up until management asked her to go back to BTS. To face the man she once loved.

She dated a lot during their two years apart, not that it mattered because every time the relationships started to become serious she ended it and now she is hiding in their hidden secret place. A corner of the world that only the two of them know about.

"Is? you here?"

Her blood boils and breathing intensifies as Namjoon finally comes into her vision.

"I'm here." She whispers and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "What did you want to talk about Namjoon?"

He takes a few steps closer to her form, shortening the distance and look her in the eye.

"About the text-." He get's interrupted by Iseul snapping him off.

"Don't, please just don't. I'm going to pretend you didn't send that text okay."

"But I-." Namjoon tries desperately to explain but Iseul wont let him.

"No, no. I can't deal with this, I'm working and like you said before. This thing... you know what? it wasn't even a thing, we never slept together, we never dated, we never... Look, I'm just your colleague..."

She shakes her head as she speaks, sarcastically laughs and start to make her way past his body but as soon as their shoulders meet he grabs her arm and pulls her into his embrace.

"Iseul, please don't say that. Don't ask me to act like you are just my colleague when you are so much more, you will always be more."

Her body is burning up, the suppressed and built up anger is ready to explode. She firmly grabs the sides of his arms and pulls them off her in one harsh movement.

"I told you that I was fine, I acted like it and I maybe even flirted with you to seem okay but what you are doing right now Joon, it's not fair!" Iseul almost screams out her frustration before she continues. "You told me that even though you loved me, you could never be with me, that you would always choose the members and I accepted that. Hell I even supported that but now... What the hell gives you the right to make me think that there is hope? That there is a world where you can love me?"