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The wonderful scent of ground coffee warmly greets me as soon as I step into the cafe, Cafe 13, the bell on the door signalling my entrance. As usual, the shop is bustling. It would be easy to get lost in the sea of people trying to find a place to sit, but luckily, I know exactly where to go to get a table. A string of sorry's and excuse me's come out of my mouth, sounding like a broken record as I try my hardest to get through this crowd. The amount of people that meet here is ridiculous. Of course, there's plenty of other restaurants and shops to visit, but this seems to be the most popular. I sigh as I weave through the crowd, wondering why Namjoon insisted on meeting here again.
I finally make it over to the table the boys are sitting at in the far left corner of the shop, the warmth of the sun flowing in through the large window next to it. Namjoon stops in the middle of his sentence once he glances up at meets my eyes. A wide smile erupts on his face, those beautiful dimples forming in his cheeks as he does so. His eyes crinkle up as he waves me over, and as I continue to walk over to the group of boys, I feel my heart fluttering at how much he beamed as soon as he saw me. I take the empty chair next too Namjoon and greet everyone, but then I notice everyone is here except Jungkook.
"Where's Jungkook?" I raise my eyebrow.
"That's what we were hoping to find out from you," Taehyung sighs. I look over to Namjoon to see the bright and warm look on his face has been replaced with one of worry and concern, his eyebrows knitted together.
"What's going on?" I question. I try not to get too worked up, but the tense feeling in the air is making my mind jump to terrible conclusions as to what could have happened to the boy.
Jimin is the first to speak up. "We go to the same school, but he wasn't there today." Jimin frowns.
"We had planned to meet up here two hours ago," Taehyung adds, "but he hasn't shown up." I try to ease the boys' minds by reminding them that Jungkook has been late before, and that I'm sure he's okay, but I'm not very convincing as I can't hide the fear in my voice. I fold my hands under the table to try and hide my trembling hands. I can't help but fear the worst. I knew something was wrong with the way he was acting, I could feel it in my gut. I knew he was in trouble, but because I didn't try hard enough to find out what was going on, because I brushed it off, something terrible might've happened to him. I don't think I could live with myself knowing that I could've done more to help him.
"He hasn't answered any of our messages. This isn't like him." Jin shakes his head and bites down on his bottom lip.
"Do you have any idea what might have happened?" I ask them.
Yoongi sighs, the first noise he's made since I got here. The boy has been even more quiet than usual today. "Jungkook doesn't like to talk about his personal life, but we've been worried about him lately. I'm sure you've noticed too," Yoongi looks out of the window he's sitting next to, "Jungkook seems to have something troubling him." We all nod our heads, silence taking over our group. Of course we've all noticed. Even for someone who has only just met him, I can see that he seems to be under a lot of stress. No matter how hard you want to hide something, there's only so much you can keep locked away before it all comes spilling out. I get the feeling that whatever is holding all of his emotions and stress back is about to burst like a dam, I've already seen it leaking out. My stomach twists from the anxiety I feel.
