Two classmate walked into the classroom late. Their face drawn on with a mustache and the name they wore their whole lives. Now they were literally wearing their names. They ignored the teacher's smart comment and ignored all the stares they were receiving.
Silently, they took their seats beside an awfully lonely desk with no warm body in it. The empty seat brought despair among BoNa. BoNa should be use to this by now considering how many days Jungkook had been missing before but the single white rose made it hard for her to breathe. It was as if someone had her by the throat and was preventing oxygen to enter.
"BoNa...something is off." If she thought that it shook her, one glance at the alien boy and without a doubt he looked as pale as the rose itself.
He too didn't want to believe it because it couldn't be possible. The alien boy had help Jungkook. He helped heal him and bring him back to life. Just how could it be? The alien boy wish that it was a sick joke but the thoughts of everyone around him gave no hint of it being a prank.
They were both left in doubt and confusion until the teacher repeated what she had said to the class earlier. Jungkook was in a critical condition where even if his heart was beating, he was dead. He was brain dead and nothing can be done about it.
"Don't follow me." V breathed out to BoNa who was blaming herself for the cause of it. Blaming herself and putting the burden on herself only because she wasn't there for him. She didn't stay by his side even after she figured that something was off.
Not being able to stand the thoughts of BoNa's, V got up and walked out of the room, leaving behind the open door. He had to find out what happened. He had to make sure that BoNa knows it wasn't her fault and it never will be...because it was his. It was his job in the first place.
Author's Note:
Sorry guys for not updating sooner. Anyways here is two short chapter for you beautiful readers. Expect more update this week! So much that it will conclude this story!!!! 😉
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FanfictionShe clutch the plush doll tightly to her chest and fell asleep under the night sky, letting go of whatever will she have left to hang on. Either she is found dead tomorrow or not, it didn't matter. Nothing matter because that was how it was already...
