I stared down as I saw her.
She was beautiful in the worst form possible -dead. I didn't want to cry. I hated crying in front of her. It made me look the weakest possible. But this happening is also the worst thing that ever happened to me.
I'm only 20 but one thing that I was certainly sure of was being with her. She was the love of my life and the absolute reason of living and it killed me seeing her like this.
Jimin was there, silently sobbing as well. He was her oppa and one that she could count on to watch over me. Stupid how she watches over me and not the other way around.
It was just a few months. 3 months since I last kissed her, last seen Y/N. Happily wrapped in my arms every morning. She was everything to me and I never mistreated her.
I always tried calling her but the timezones are a bitch. She was always busy studying, look at her, the smartest woman on Earth in her own deathbed. I was also busy practicing in the group.
This might as well be my funeral. I never think of not seeing her anymore. This just can't be happening.