I'm really into these dark clouds atm and I think writing has become a addiction for me lol enjoy!!
                              'So we are pretty much making a collection of art with the theme distance since we all know how that feels.' Seulgi said while showing me around the place.
                              'Are there a lot of people in this project?'
                              'Nah, with you I think 8.'
                              'Cool.'
                              Seulgi showed me where the supplies and everything are and where my work place is.
                              I started painting immediately.
                              I spend the whole day in the basement painting. Eventually I even ran out of paint.
                              I walked to the suplies and of course bumped into someone.
                              'Sorry.' I said quietly.
                              'It's okay Y/N.'
                              Wait who dis
                              It was Yoongi.
                              How is it possible that everywhere I go he is there too? 
                              I walked to Seulgi.
                              'You knew Yoongi is part of the team?'
                              'Uhuh.' She said while sculpting out a person's face.
                              'Why didn't you tell me?'
                              'Because I knew you wouldn't want to join if you knew and the way Yoongi acted yesterday was so weird. I thought you guys needed some more time together.'
                              I explained everything what happened yesterday to her.
                              'I'm so sorry Y/N, I didn't knew he was such a dick..'
                              'It's fine.'
                              Yoongi was listening to the whole coversation without us knowing.
                              I cleaned up my stuff and went home.
                              I passed Yoongi's locker, don't ask me why I know which one is his.
                              I can't recall seeing Yoongi here before, but I know he was. Taehyung always spoke about him. He was and is some kind of invisble legend. Even if it was for just a week, Yoongi became important to me. When we talked I felt understood eventhough he was a bitch sometimes.
                              Those days are over and they will never return again.
                              I heard a squeek from shoes in the darkness behind me.
                              Should I look?
                              I would probably find Yoongi there again since he has a radar for my location.
                              I turned around and faced him.
                              Normally he has serious eyes, without any emotion. 
                              This time they were sad, he was hurt and so was I. 
                              A million questions went through my head. Do I talk to him or wait for him to break the ice? And if we talk, do I scream, cry, sigh or just act normal?
                              No
                              I started walking, almost running to the doors of the building.
                              What was I doing? 
                              I wanted Yoongi to talk to me so bad, but at the same time the only thing I could think of was escape.
                              He only told me that he didn't think it was a good idea to get seen with me, but why did it hurt so bad?
                              My whole life had been walking in someone's shadow. Now I finally stood next to someone and he wants me to leave again.
                              Everything is so strange.
                              Walking wasn't fast enough so I started running home. Away from all the pain he might have added up to the pain in my chest I was already feeling.
                              I ran through the door not paying attention to anyone who might still be in the livingroom. My parents were never home so even if they were in the livingroom seeing me crying my eyes out, would they care?
                              I locked my door, jumped on the bed and started crying my bedsheets wet.
                              The black hole in my life that was once comfortable for me was now slowly eating me again. It hurt like shit.
                              Suddenly a light in my head went on. The reason why I'm feeling like this is so obvious.
                              I love Min Yoongi and he doesn't want me to be part of his life.
                              Heyyy I hope I made this chapter sad because thats the point lol
                                      
                                          
                                  
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