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There he was at it again. He was screaming and begging for whatever it was to leave him alone. My heart ached. I didn't want to hear him scream for help, beg for it to leave him. I couldn't not listen either. I wanted to help and here I was, in front of his room, knocking softly.

The crying stopped as I knocked for the third time. No response came. I knocked again, hoping he'd open the door this time. He still didn't open the door. "Taehyung-shi, sorry for coming over unnoticed but I just wanted to be with you right now. I'm sorry, I'm just scared of rain and I was hoping if you'd accompany me." It was true though. I am scared of rain which it was raining a little outside. It was give and take offer.

Seconds later, he appeared at the door. He still didn't open the door fully but peaked through small opened space. "Would it be alright?" I softly asked, not wanting to scare him away. He doesn't respond for few moments but eventually nods. "Thank you, I really appreciate it." He steps aside and let's me in.

His room was filled with books, papers and it felt like home. It has this cozy feeling you have when you're at home. "Your apartment is really nice." I compliment and he stands awkwardly a little further from me. "I'm sorry if I'm disturbing you." He shakes his head. "It's, it's okay." His soft sweet and deep voice gave me this peaceful sensation. I want to hear it more.

"We haven't introduced ourselves properly. I'm Jeon Jungkook, twenty years old." We were still standing not knowing what to do. "I'm Kim Taehyung, twenty two years old" He replies. "You're older than me. I should call you hyung then. Nice to meet you, Taehyung hyung." He nods. "You can sit down." He says, pointing at the single couch. "Oh, thank you."

"I enjoyed the cake, thank you." I'm glad he's not crying anymore. I wish I could see him smile. How beautiful would his smile be when he, himself is the definition of beauty? "Uh, you're welcome."

"You can sit down too, you know." I say with a hint of chuckle. "Taehyung, would you like to be friends?" He stares at me as if I was talking crazy. "I don't have friends and I don't know anyone here so, I thought we could be friends." I added. He does not answer.

"There is no benefit of being my friend." He softly says, a little sadness in his tone. "Why's that?" I question further. "I just— there just isn't." He looks away and clutches onto the mattress. "What if I say I want to be your friend no matter the cost?" He tilts his head. "Why'd you do that?" He seems curious as he leans for an answer. "I just do." I beam.

"I think we'd be good friends." I say, making him look at me crazy once again. "Please, I just really need a friend. I'm new here." A hard shell hard to break. I wonder what made him like this. "I understand if you don't want to though."

"Okay, okay I'll be your friend." He mumbles. My grin was from ear to ear. "Thank you."

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