Life Goes On [BTS X ARMY]

Chapter 23

It didn't work. Once more, it didn't work.

Even after twenty two more tries, I'm still stuck here, and BTS are dead. Two months of being stuck in the same day, same time, same loop, it's a miracle I haven't lost my mind.

Or have I already? Have I gone senile? Am I dreaming? Or making this up? Is this my own form of hallucination?

You are not dreaming. This is all real. But nice try.

Unlike before, I did not smash the tv, or curl up and cry or push myself to fall asleep. All I did was calmly turn off the TV before the room bathed into utter darkness, safe for the faint city lights coming from the balcony.

I'm stuck here, forever. There is no way to save BTS. No matter what I do, they always end up dying. They always get on that plane no matter how I stop them. There is no ending this. There is no saving BTS.

Is this one of those cases the entity spoke of? Where the history could not be changed no matter what? So the time traveller was sent back to their original timeline? If so, will I be sent back too?

I can...go back?

"Yes..." I whispered to myself, staring at my feet with my lips parted. "I can go back."

You can. But do you want to?

"Do I...want to?"

A stranger ache built itself in my chest, like a squeezing ache, as if my heart was being crushed in someone's palm. Like the blood was being sucked out of me. Like the air had left my lungs. Like my ribs were hugging each other.

Why...was I hurting so much?

Lifting my head up, I turned towards the shelf full of books before walking to it and grabbing a particular one from there. A comic book.

Save me.

The pain seemed to grow as I held the book in my hands, making my body tremble as tears threatening to spill from my eyes, making me bite down on my lip to stop them.

Ah. So this was why it hurts so much.

Staring at the cartoon faces of the seven boys I had come to cherish, I could now understand the immense ache in my heart.

It was because of them. That no matter how much I'm given the chance to go back to my time, I don't think I ever will, not unless I fix this. Knowing how unjust and tragic their fate is, I could never for the life of me leave them behind despite having a chance to change things for the better, no matter how many times I fail to do so.

After all, do we all not say the same thing? That if we could turn back time, we would do things differently? Do we all not wish for a second chance?

"A second chance huh." I asked myself, clutching the book tightly in my hands as I pushed back my tears and stared around me. "Then a second chance it is. I shall not let it go to waste."

Yes. I'll not. I'll change things for the better. No matter what it takes, I'll save them. I'll save BTS.

But the question is... how?

"How indeed?" I groaned out in frustration, dumping the book away as I paced around the room with my head in my palm, the sound of my sandals scratching the floor being the only noise present.

At long last, the pacing came to a stop, making me look around myself before I turned to the clock.

BTS were already dead for today. Whatever was to happen has already happened. The time won't turn back until the final hour, that is when I go to bed and the sun is just rising. I still have a lot of time to kill now that I don't want to really sleep at the moment.