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RaeJae's POV:

"You can't expect me to throw all these out!" V whines in a childlike manor, cradling a few stuffies in his hands.

"But they don't even fit in your suitcase," Namjoon points to the already overflowing carrier of who knows what. I frown at the sight of V having to part with his beloved stuffies, taking a look at my own suitcase. I don't have much stuff at all.

"Hyung," I whisper, pointing down to my suitcase at my feet. His eyes instantly light up, he mouthing 'thank you' before scrambling to delicately place the stuffies into my suitcase.

I smile down at him, but not just any sort of smile. The type of smile that is both sad and happy at the same time, melancholy if you will. You see, moving onto a bigger and better apartment is exciting but also tragic for me. It took me quite some time to get used to the way things were here, and now I must start over.

However, it should be easier now considering I get to take the most important people in my life with me.

"where is Jungkookie?" Jin asks, hurriedly checking the dorm for things that may have been left behind that weren't supposed to.

"I think he already went to the car," Jimin answers.

I purse my lips, knowing that Jungkook surely would never be the first to leave our dorm. First of all, I'm pretty sure he was the most upset out of all of us. I don't even think he want to move at all. Second of all, he most likely wouldn't have just left before saying a proper goodbye to the place.

"Rae-ah, did you get everything from your dorm?" Namjoon looks to me.

"I think so," I reply, him giving me an 'are you sure' look, "but I'll check again,"

He laughs as I leave my suitcase and cross the hall to my dorm. Before I know it the sad feeling in my stomach begins to grow along with the urge to beg to stay. I keep having to repeat what Yoongi told me about moving on. He told me that by doing so we can have a new beginning, and move past the days of us simply paying rent to survive.

He says that we've grown beyond this stage in our lives, and although many beautiful moments were shared here, we must follow our new dreams.

Even so I can help but run my finger across the length of my dorm room door. I remember the first day I came here, expecting a bunch of girls to be staring back at my once I entered. Oh how I was wrong.

Instead I was met with 7 boys who have become my pride and joy.

I slowly open the door, a squeak filling the hallway as a reminder to the fact that I've lived here for 3 whole years. Just like when I first opened this door, Silence and darkness greet me. Only this time Jungkook, slightly older than when I first met him, meets my eyes. I look him up and down, wondering why he would be in my dorm of all places at a time like this.

"I was just..." He trails off.

"Saying goodbye?" I raise my eyebrows, trying to be the happier one out of us two, "You know, I think we all get queen beds in our new dorm. No more bunk beds!"

He doesn't respond to be cheer but instead sighs, "Us two, We were practically raised here,"

"Came here at fourteen, leaving at 17," I nod my head in agreement. Those years of childhood are especially essential to developing your personality.

"I feel like by leaving here, I'm actually leaving behind myself," This time he looks me in the eye. I'm surprised by how well I can see myself in his glassy irises.

"Aigoo, Jungkookie. Don't cry!" I try acting cute to make him laugh. Luckily it works.

We talk for a moment longer, exchanging stories of how we grew into the people we are today. The two of us came to the conclusion that we both carry traits from our hyungs, considering they taught us a lot about the world.