Weary [PJM]

i

noisy.

everyone's noisy.

really noisy.

i was on my way to class when there's a quite large number of people standing in front of the school building.

what happened?

"oh.... hoseok hyung!" i called his name once i saw him at the crowd.

i waved my hand and gave him a smile,

but he didn't gave it back.

we then walk towards each other.

the look of dismay are all written on his face.

"what's the occasion here, hyung?" i asked, truly confused.

but instead of answering,

"you have met the strange-bench-girl, right?" he asked back.

"yes, why?"

he was about to talk,

but

"sena-ssi, please calm down." i heard seokjin sunbaenim said, our school council president, using a megaphone.

"who is se—"

i couldn't continue my words anymore,

why?

because there i saw you,

standing on the rooftop's edge,

finishing everything.