[BTS V] Coma

7

I remember in elementary school, I took care of the class rabbit everyday so often that my classmates trusted me enough to allow me to be their friend. But one day, we all came into the class and notice the rabbit not moving an inch. Everyone started accusing me, saying I killed it. Killer. You're a killer. How could you?

I cried for days...weeks. All that was going through my mind was why...I thought they were my friends. Shouldn't they trust me? Why would they betray me?

It turns out the rabbit died suffocating on a lego toy that my classmate brought the day before. I moved schools.

And at that moment when Jaena told me Yerin Unnie was Taehyung's first love, all that feeling in elementary school was devouring me, eating me alive. And I'm freaking afraid.

"Yujin!" Jaena snaps her finger in front of my face and brings me back into reality.

"Mianhe Jaena. I'll teach you another day. Chongmal mianhe." And with that, I pick up my bag and slung it over my shoulder, running out of that death hall.

I run and run until I reach the main road. I stop a taxi and enter, spewing out my address like a rap. I hope the taxi driver don't notice the tears spilling from my eyes. Not like I cared anyways. I shouldn't have cared anyways.

~

I sit on Yerin Unnie's bed and clutch on the bed sheet.

What kind of secrets has she been keeping from me? I walk around the bedroom and run my fingers over the items that I can touch. Even when she's gone, I keep her bedroom clean and untouched. I make sure every cosmetic and photo frames of people she knows is not moved. But right now, I feel like running down every one of them. I feel so betrayed.

"Aniya...she must have kept it a secret from you for a reason." I mumble under my lips. I shut my eyes and inhale a deep breath. I turn around and walk towards the door, but my foot trips over the bed leg and I fall down on my front.

"Mother fu-" I press my lips together to stop myself from cursing. Just then, my eye catches a glimpse of something under her vanity. It looks like an envelope. I dig my fingers into the small gap and pull the envelope out. I push myself to my feet and sit on the edge of her bed.

I pull the card out of the card and read the message.

To the ugly café noona, happy birthday! I hope you liked dinner. I don't just cook for anyone ok?! Saranghaeyo. Xo.

The first thing that scares me is how Unnie never told me she had a boyfriend. The second thing is this handwriting that belongs to Taehyung.

Saranghaeyo.

I'm choking down the lump in my throat but the tears have already escaped the pockets of my eyes. At that moment, my phone rings and I eye the screen which shows my selca with Taehyung. His name is blurry in my eyes and I don't know what to feel about him anymore. I don't know how to feel anymore.

I pick my phone up and throw it against the wall, putting an end to the ringing sound. I lay on her bed and bring my knees closer to my chest.

My life is like a train. Sometimes it's smooth, quiet. But sometimes its like entering a dark tunnel, a never ending darkness. Sometimes the walls of the tunnel will come crashing down.

And that is my life right now.

Ruined.