The night we met... [ TAEKOOK ]

Chats.

It's been a month. And a lot has happened in this month. A lot of bad dramatic things that have caused the Group conflict.

Now before I get on to what happened let's start in the present. A month later.

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It was 3:14pm almost one minute till school finished.

Taehyung was in maths. Learning...well maths. His head was on the desk. As he slowly drifted of to sleep. Jungkook was in his class. However he used to sit with him but ended up sitting on the end with his new so called friends.

Tae always looked back at him to catch his eye. But never got any reaction.

They saw each other a lot. Sometimes would see each other in the halls. However Tae would walk the other way, running away from the problems Jungkook had caused.

He never seemed to smile anymore. He never seemed to laugh. He felt lost. Lonely.

Like his whole world had gone blank. Like he was walking to a door but getting no where near it. The door to his future, the door to the life where nothing goes wrong.

Tae avoided Jungkook as much as possible. But that never meant that Jungkook never wanted to speak to him.

Jungkook tried every time to catch up to him, but Tae would always find a way to loose his track. And disappear, almost forever.

The young boy was at the back. Bored out of his mind and waiting for the class to end. He led a couple of stares in Taes direction. But never did anything to trigger a smile.

Taes head was still on the table. The bell went leaving Taehyung jumping up like he always does making Jungkook laugh from the back.

Tae heard the laughs and turned back whilst giving and innocent look and leaving.

He was the last one to get out the door. As he walked out the classroom he stood there for a moment. His eyes looking around at the distant of the school. As if he was stuck, with stones tied to his feet. What do he keeps loosing his step?What if he fell and couldn't get up?

He headed for the art rooms. Walking to them ashamedly. As he got to the door it said to sign in to the art club that he had no intention in going to. But he had been going to it for a week now, since he had nothing else to do at home anymore anyway.

"I know your just drawing. But you know I hate interrupting you draw. Your so passionate."

"Which is why I think you should join the art club."

Tae felt the memory finding its way back like it was yesterday. He tried to ignore it and headed on in. He was focused on a drawing he was doing for a while. Ever since that football game.

He never ever wanted to join the art club. He always wanted his time to be with Jungkook. He never knew why, he just felt comfortable with him. He let him be himself.

He walked in and sat himself in the back of the art room. Grabbing his recent art work and developing it to make it look even more phenomenal.

"This is looking way better than before well done," someone says peeking over him.

Tae looked immediately scolding the young girl. She seemed to be familiar however.

He looked at her for a second. Leaving her to wonder intently what he was thinking about.

He pointed at her and then let out a sigh.