Tropang Haraught Presents: Untitled

Untitled Part 83

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Milan POV

smile but look straight ahead. Just like you've always done before.

I walk briskly, nodding to people I vaguely know and intentionally missing Jimin's gaze.

He is nothing but a ghost.

His hand starts to raise into a wave but slowly falls to his side as his smile falters.

I walk on my smile straining. failing.

I miss my sunshine.

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Jimin POV

I whisper/yell YES! as successfully grab the last strawberry yogurt drink in the cafeteria, not minding the sophomore girl trying to sweet talk me into giving her the bottle.

'Sorry, I have to give this to someone, maybe it'll turn her mood.' I smile apologetically and have to make a fast escape as she's now asking for my number in exchange for not getting the yogurt.

I don't even need to look around, my feet pull me to her laugh mixed in with her friends.

I spot Ave, my bestfriend with her so I don't hesitate. When I get to their table, I push the drink to her without saying anything but she just looks at me.

I nudge it to her again.

"No, thank you." she stammers out "I'm on a cleanse" she doesn't even look at me.

"Excuse me" she hastily takes her stuff with her and leaves.

I watch her back still not knowing what happened.

I miss my moonlight.