"See you Taehyung." Namjoon waved the boy off.
Taehyung merely smiles and waves back before stepping into his car and quickly turning on the heater. He rubbed his hands together before placing them on the icy steering wheel. Sucking in a sharp breathe he changed gears of his car and drove off, heading straight home. Excited to wrap himself in a thick fluffy blanket.
The drive was smooth, cars were rare at this time of night. Taehyung had reached the bridge in which connected his college and his home. Just before he had got onto the bridge, he spotted a figure seated on the rails directly under a street light. Unintentionally, Taehyung had slowed down his car as he drove past. All he could do was wonder why a boy was seated there at such a time in such wheather but he soon shrugged it off and proceed to head home.
"Welcome back Tae." Hoseok welcomes from the sofa.
"Is that hot chocolate?" Taehyung immediately questions.
"Maybe." Hoseok grins.
"I want!"
"I know. So I made you, it's on the counter."
Taehyung immediately smiles and thanks his hyung heading right to the kitchen, drinking the warm substance.
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Morning came by and Taehyung had to be up early due to the fact he had a early lecture. As he left his room, dressed up already, he spotted Hoseok already awake watching T.V.
"Whoa, someone committed suicide." Hoseok comments knowing Taehyung was in the room.
Taehyung looked over at the T.V seeing a photo. A photo of what seemed to be a young boy, he looked upset, scars covering his face.
"He's beautiful." Taehyung mumbles.
But then something clicked, the T.V had changed scenes showing that red bridge in which Taehyung always seems to go on. Taehyung had then and there realised, he saw that boy before he died.
"Park Jimin." Was his name.
"I could've stopped." Taehyung whispers to himself.
"What?" Hoseok asks turning to face Taehyung only to see the younger looking as though he just saw a ghost.
"Tae what's wrong?"
"Hoseok, I could have saved him." Taehyung says.
"What do you mean?"
But Taehyung blocked out Hoseok's voice. The only words running through his mind was 'I could have saved him.'
Ever since that day, Taehyung walked to college. He knew it would be a long walk but he wanted to, he felt as though it was better. Though everyday when he walked across that bridge, he would stop exactly where Jimin sat and just stand there regretting everything. He hated himself for not saving such a beautiful face.
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A / N
Yes, I know this one is bad. It was 3 in the morning and I thought, what if?
