Bus Stop | ✓

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It's been weeks since I last saw Tzuyu. She's not riding the bus on mornings. I'm not sure if she goes to school or not. We rarely get to see each other in campus too, shame.

I have a feeling she does go to school, I can hear some stories from her friends on the ride. I just wish that she'd go back riding the school bus just so we can wait together for it, like we used to.

But today was a little different. I got there a bit later than usual and she was already there. She's back waiting for the school bus at our spot.

I didn't mean our spot, our spot. Not our, just- the spot.

The difference is that she doesn't look well and I know even if I'm a few more steps back. She's sad. She looks tired. The sparkle in her eyes, I can't see anymore. She looked like she's been crying all night.

"Hey, are you alright?" I asked once I got beside her.

She didn't respond vocally but she did nod her head looking down, clutching her bag with her hands.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, just a little headache, I'll be fine I promise," She didn't look at me but I knew she tried hard to smile.

I couldn't think of anything comforting to say. What the hell is wrong with me? Come on, Kim Mingyu! You can do this.

But I can't think straight! Damn it!

She wasn't speaking. I wasn't speaking.

The silence filled my ears, ironically deafening like a bomb had just been detonated. Maybe somewhere in my mind, there was.

"Are you sure there's nothing I can do to cheer you up?"

"I'm fine, Mingyu," I think this was the first time she ever called me by name and I don't know how to take it in, I think I'm running out of oxygen. "Thank you for your thoughts but you don't have to feel responsible, I've been better but I'm totally fine,"

I shut my mouth after that.

Great. The only time of the day I get to speak with her and now I lost it.

We stood in silence, just waiting for the bus. I never thought I'd be wishing it to arrive sooner, because I usually don't want it to come when I'm with her. But this time? I just hope it'd come saving me because I don't know what the hell to do, she left me completely blank, completely speechless. Like a fucking retard.

Ah, I feel so bad.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled when I saw the bus stopping by to pick us up just a few meters away.

"It's not your fault," The doors of the gigantic yellow bus opened after she finished her words and I swear it seemed as if it was rehearsed. She did so, without even looking back.

I heaved a heavy sigh again before entering the bus.

Ah, seriously, what a waste.

I took a glance at her direction as I walked pass her to get to my usual seat at the back with my friends.

It breaks my heart to see her that way and the worst part is that I can't do anything about it.

She seemed so cold this morning, I hope tomorrow she'd be fine and we'd go back chatting even if it's just the stupid weather, I'll take it. If that's what she's ever gonna talk to me about.

I noticed Jungkook was here with us today in the bus. He seemed quiet.

"Well, you're riding with us today?" I heard Wonwoo ask him.

He was silent, not even glancing at Wonwoo.

"Hey, waddup? You two seem awfully quiet." Jun looked at me and then at Jungkook. "What happened? You two got in a lovers' quarrell?" He sniggered before Jungkook snapped at him.

"Shut up, Wen Junhui!" He yelled a bit louder than what anyone of us expected. The whole bus turned quiet just looking at us.

"Touchy," Jun, being the jester that he was, didn't care at all and he just chuckled to himself.