Do We Have to End it Now?

Kim Taehyung, You Jerk!

The rooftop seems empty, the wind blows harder on me, and I wish a heavy rain came with it. Let the world slap me.

My eyes can't stop starring on the city night lights from here. This is my favorite spot when the night comes. Silence and loneliness are my best friends.

I turn on the music from my old iPod and put the headset on my ears, Troye sivan - fools. Since I'm a fool. Fool enough to fall for a wrong person.

Last week I just saw my boyfriend with someone else and since then I never talk to him, not reply his text, and keep myself away from him. Kim Taehyung, you jerk.

My mind never stop thinking about him. While I keep on my daydreaming suddenly someone yelling on my name, behind me.

"Ya! Kim Jisoo, what are you doing there? I was looking for you!" A young tall handsome man walks to me and gives me a cup of my favorite coffee. He knows me better than anyone else.

"Here is your one shot caramel macchiato."

"Thanks, I think our telepathy is not working, Kim Seokjin."

"It's already 2017 and you still believe in illogical things."

"We are twins, Jin."

"Ya! How dare you call my name!"

"You're only 29 minutes earlier than me."

"Still I'm your older brother. By the way, what happen to you? Did Taehyung hurt you? Tell me."

"Your fans hurt me more than Taehyung, they give me a hard time too."

"Just ignore them and don't ever tell them any information about me including my favorite food or hobby, just tell them your favorite."

"You should have a girlfriend, so they can stop bothering me."

"Don't worry about it, soon I'll introduce you my girlfriend. No, I mean my future wife."

"Oh God! You want a marriage in a young age?"

"I'm 27, it's good enough to be a handsome husband."

My phone ring and I read a text form Kim Taehyung. I just ignore what Jin's said.

"Should we break up?"

I take a deep breath to bring my heart rate down. It's uncomfortable but manageable.

I should stay alive.

I read the text again, again, and again but it's still the same. Those words just ruin my day. I throw away my phone from this 22th floor rooftop so I don't have to reply his text. I'm such a coward. I must not think about him anymore. His eyes, his lips, even his words. Wondering what he'll do next.

Kim Taehyung, you let me down. How could you do this to me?.

"Ah, could you stop throwing something when everything goes wrong? That is the 3rd one for this month."

"Don't buy me a new one. Let me live without phone for a month."