Saving You|Park Jimin| Lost Series

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Jimin
I asked myself this a lot. Why do I love music? Music is a piece of art that goes in the ears, straight to the heart. Behind every song is an untold story.

That's the reason why I love music. It's mysterious, even the lyrics don't make people completely understand. That's why it doesn't mater what language you listen to music in. It's about the passion not the language.

I sat down on a small chair and pulled out my phone.

-Namjoon Hyung-

Jimin Park 2:24pm
[Hyung, I miss you guys...]

Namjoon Hyung 2:24pm
[JIMIN? where are you?!? I'll come get you! ]

Jimin Park 2:25
[i'm not feeling too well Hyung..]

I dropped my phone as my head wouldn't stop spinning. Soon I fell out of my chair.

Help Hyung...

-Seohyun pov-
I look over to the chair Jimin was sitting on. He looked really dizzy, all of sudden he fell out of his chair.

I immediately ran towards him as I opened up the window. I hurriedly grab his body trying to shake him.

"Jimin? Jimin!!! Can you hear me?" I said as I yelled.

I heard a groan from him.

"I can hear you fine, stalker." Jimin said as he got up and pinned me to the wall.

"I thought you were smart." He said as he tighten his grip on me.

Gosh dang, he faked sick.

"Let me go." I said harshly.

"So this is how you look?" He said examining my face.

"Stop!" I yelled as I pushed him away from me.

"You can't leave! Tell me why you stalk me!" He said.

"I don't. I'm just worried about you. I didn't want you to hurt yourself so I started looking after you. Okay I'm not a stalker!" I explained.

"You're worried?" He said as he looked strangely amused.

"Yeah, I just didn't want you to go down the same path as me." I mumbled.

"You're a fan right?" He asked.

"No.. I'm not." I said straight forward.

"You expect me to believe that?" He asked.

"Look. I was in the hospital, waiting to die! I turned on the tv and saw that "Park Jimin" was missing. I heard your story and felt bad. I wanted to help! So I found you and watched over you." I said as I played with my feet.

"Why are you at a hospital?" He asked with worry in his voice. 

"I'm going to die soon. That's why." I said as tears came.

"Y-you are going to die?" He asked as he took his hands off me. 

"Mmh. I was bullied too. They put poison in my drink, causing me to get stage 3 heart cancer. There is no cure, so here I am dying slowly." I said looking at him while my tears fell. 

"H-how?" He said in shock.

"I wanted to help someone else with depression and pain before I passed away. It's unfair and unfortunate but I guess it turned out that way." I said as I gave him a hug.

"I believe in you. Be strong because I wasn't." I said as I broke away and jumped out of the window.

I hurriedly left back to the hospital.