Beyond The Age | kim.th

Chapter 20

[Min Ha Neul's POV]

The pile of woods had burnt into ashes, flying carelessly along with the cold air. The grey smoke was still lingering around the ground where a bonfire was there to warm the night a moment ago.

Most of the students had drifting away to their dreamland because it was the last night of the trip and we have to go home first thing tomorrow morning.

I had my eyes wide open, only to find a way to shut it and sleep peacefully. But I had no clue on how to as I rolled my body to the other side, back facing Hye Jin who was sleeping soundlessly.

Suddenly my phone rang and made me jumped a little since the ringtone ripped away the silent night. I picked it up as I slowly stepped outside of the room because I didn't want to interrupt Hye Jin.

"Hello Samchon?" I walked without even caring where my footsteps took me.

"You haven't back from the trip yet?" The voice on the other line replied.

"We're going back tomorrow morning. Why?" I said briefly.

"I see." He paused for a brief moment and then continued, "I just wanted to tell you that your father got hospitalized this evening."

"Seriously? What happened to him?" My eyes grew wider as I started to bit my nails nervously.

"His heart condition just got worst, so he has to be hospitalized for a while now." His voice was raspy, clearly he was tired.

"Should I visit him once I got back?" I asked as I raised an eyebrow.

"Uhm I don't think it's a good idea." He let out a deep sigh.

"Why not?" I frowned.

"He keeps mumbling not to tell you when he was about to pass out. He said that he doesn't want to see you anymore. But I think that's because he just couldn't think clearly at the moment. I'm sure he didn't mean it." Yoongi said softly as he tried to comfort me.

"What have I done to him actually? Tell me Samchon, what have I done?" My voice was cracking as if it had a hard times escaping from my throat.

"I'm sorry Ha Neul, I'm not sure. I have to go now, you better get some sleep. Please don't overthink this. Good night."

Yoongi hung up the phone as I stumbled myself on the bench. My lower lip got caught in between my teeth as I tried to hold back some tears.

Does he really hates me so much that he couldn't even stand to see my face?

I hugged my legs tightly, then buried my face in between my knees. I kept saying to myself that I won't cry over my father ever again because I knew it's useless. I knew it. And yet this salty liquid kept coming down my cheeks, burning my throat over the sobs.

"Are you okay?"

A voice startled me as I wiped my tears with my sleeves quickly. When I looked up, I found Seokjin frowned as he looked at me.

His hair was a little bit messy, as if he'd been ruffling over it for a hundred times. His eyes were just as red as his nose, making him looked like he's been crying. But I don't think it's possible. It's probably just caused by the cold weather because I was the only one who's crying like a little baby just now.

"Is something happened, Ha Neul?" Seokjin asked as he gave me a puzzled look.

"I-it's nothing." I shook my head slightly as I averted my gaze to the ground.

"You know I'm not a stranger, Ha Neul. You can tell me everything." He said softly.

I wanted to, really. But I just can't. It's not that easy to open up about such a thing. It's too hurtful.

"You don't trust me?" His voice taking me back, away from my thoughts.

"I'm sorry, it's just too complicated." I heaved a long sigh as I replied.

"Woah am I really that untrustworthy?" He snorted.

"Th-that's not what I meant!" I looked at him as I frowned.

Since when he became this negative?

"Can't someone just liking me sincerely?" He let out a small laugh. A bitter laugh to be exact.

What is wrong with you? There's no way people would hate you. You're too good to be true. I mean look at me,

"I like you." That words just fell out of my mouth without my intention.

Did I just said that out loud? Oh my God, what did you do Min Ha Neul?! More importantly did he hear that? What should I do?!

"I-I mean, uhm..." I quickly looked away, avoiding eye contact as his eyes were lingered on my face.

He didn't say anything, he just calmly stood there while my heart was trying to escape from my body, too embarrassed to live in this planet.

I wanted to runaway as soon as possible, so I turned my sight to my invisible wrist watch. "Oh look, it's already this late I should get ba─"

I couldn't manage to finish my sentence because my mouth was shut suddenly. My eyes grew wider as my heart beating eratically the moment I felt his plump lips touched mine.

He. Kissed. Me.

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[Taehyung's POV]

That stupid Jungkook. How dare he left my new ball in the backyard? If only I knew, I would never let him land a single finger on it. But Jungkook was being Jungkook. And Jungkook always borrow my things without even bother to ask for my permission.

I walked lazily to the backyard as I looked around. It was quiet and kinda dark, so I decided to take a short cut by passing the building where the girls were staying. Yeah, I just need to take my ball, I don't need to meet any weird creature and die as a virgin.

As I almost reached the backyard, I saw my ball was laying near the ring pole across me. I picked it up and quickly turned around. I began to fasten my footsteps when I suddenly heard someone sobbing.

Oh my holly goblin please tell me it's a human...

I froze at where I was standing as I caught my bottom lip in between my teeth to prevent me to scream.

I should've asked Jungkook to get this damn ball for me, tch.

The sound was getting closer when I sneaked on my way back. A minute later I decided to brave myself to take a look at where the sobbing sounds came from.

I saw a girl was crying on the bench. I squinted my eyes to see clearer since it was kinda dark. I've seen that kumamon pajama before. I ran toward the girl when I'm a hundred percent sure that it was Ha Neul.

What happened to her? Why is she crying??

I was only a few steps away from her but I stopped when I saw him. Seokjin just came out of no where and talked to her. I didn't know why my feet suddenly felt numb and I couldn't just took any step forward.

Why it has to be now?
Why it has to be him?

I wanted to leave but my body won't move. My eyes were plastered on them, watching every gesture that they made from behind the wall.

And then that was the first time I felt my heart being stabbed before it broke into a million pieces while my throat suddenly became bitter.

He kissed her.