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You are alone on a bridge.

The weather is perfect- calming, even. You don't know what bridge you're standing on due to the light blue fog surrounding you.

The fog reminds you of cotton candy. You take a deep, refreshing breath and a sweet smell takes over you.

Is the fog making me high? You think to yourself, but you're too emotionally peaceful to care.

The only thing you can see is the straight, lonely path ahead of you. Your body feels strangely light as you take one step forward.

On the other side of the bridge, the fog slightly clears, revealing a tall figure.

From where you are standing, the figure seems to belong to a man, and he is turned away from you.

As you walk slowly towards the man, your heart beats faster. You have no idea who this mysterious boy is, but you are excited to find out.

Something in your mind tells you that this man is the answer to all your problems. He is your savior, your source of happiness-

Your true love.

You are getting closer to the figure. "Yoongi?" You call out. The echoes of your voice disappear into the clouds.

It feels strange to say that name, but you don't want to think about the pain and heartbreak behind that name. All you want to do is to reach the person waiting for you across the bridge.

Happy and hopeful thoughts fill up your mind, but something pulls you out of these thoughts.

You've been walking for what seems like thirty minutes now, but you aren't moving at all. You are still so far away from the figure, and he is still turned away from you, his long coat billowing gently in the wind.

Another thing starts to happen: the once-peaceful fog now seems ominous and intimidating as it slowly starts to engulf you. The sweet smell is addicting, but it is making you too dizzy.

"Who are you?!" You shout across the bridge.

As your head throbs painfully, forcing your eyes shut, a thought comes into your mind.

You already know the answer.

The answer was there all along.

As you fall into the fog, a wave of emotions crashes over you. You should've known... for so long, the answer has been so obvious.

And the answer isn't Min Yoongi.

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Someone gently taps your shoulder. You slowly open your sleepy eyes.

"Y/N? Honey?" Jennie says softly. She is sitting next to you on your bed. You shuffle around uncomfortably in the sheets and realize that you are still wearing the tight red dress from last night. On the bedside table, you can see an empty tub of coffee-flavored ice cream and a half-full wine glass.

"Hi." You rasp, sitting up. Your whole body aches, especially your head.

You stare at the wine glass again. "Did I get drunk last night?" You ask, not sure if you really want to know the answer.

"No, you didn't. You were too sleepy. But you did eat a lot of ice cream. You barely shared any with me!" Jennie frowns, then she giggles.

"Oh."

She abruptly stops giggling and a cloud seems to pass over her face. You barely ever see her this serious, so what she's about to say is probably important.

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