Would You Rather |Jung Hoseok; Min Yoongi| [Completed]

[Last Part] Chapter 45

A/N:
1. Remind me next time to hit myself x5 harder for the mistakes from the last chapter, I didn't proofread it.
2. I'm listening to 4 o'clock, don't expect a happy chapter.
Enjoy! :D
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I woke up.

I woke up.

I looked around me, surprised by the fact that I woke up. I'm also surprised by the fact when did I woke up. All this time, after all these reincarnations, I always woke up in my apartment, waiting for Yoongi to call me in half an hour, making sure I was okay. Due to my lack of memory, I always thought he was just being paranoid, but in my last reincarnation I understood why he called. He was making sure I was still alive.

Now I'm surrounded by the four walls I called my bedroom before I moved out. At this moment I was living with my family, that's for sure, but what time is it exactly?

I stood up from the bed, hearing the all too familiar squicking of the wood, and headed to the nearest mirror. Hm, I wasn't that young, if I had to guess, probably the beginning of collage?

"Hobi!" My older sister came rushing to my room cheerfully and wrapped her arm around my neck. "Are you ready for your first day of collage?" She asked enthusiastically and slapped my chest.

"Oh, was that necessary?" I asked with annoyed tone. She looked at me, the cheerfulness slowly leaving her eyes.

"Hey, what's wrong?" She asked and grabbed my shoulders, looking me firmly.

"Nothing. I'm just tired."

"You just woke up..?" She tilted her head to the side, then let out a sigh. "Whatever, breakfast is ready." She informed me and left the room.

After that, I tried to stick to what I remembered doing all these years ago. To be honest it was quite difficult, keeping up with friends I lost contact years ago, meeting up people for the "first" time. It was slowly driving me insane, but one day...

"Um, excuse me?" A gentle familiar voice caught my attention from the back. When I turned around, there she was. Minjee. "Hey, mister, can you tell me where can I find this auditorium?" She asked and showed me her program.

"Yeah, sure!" I agreed and smiled warmly towards her, trying hard not break right there and then. "I'm headed towards that direction, wanna tag along?" I asked, remembering that this is how we first met.

Her eyes lit up before she muttered a shy "Sure!" and walked beside me, a couple of steps behind due to shyness. Gosh, I totally forgot how insecure she was during her first year, it was rather cute.

A week passed after that and I stuck to what I remember doing religiously, just so I have the chance to see her again. 

"You're Jung Hoseok, right?" She came one day, holding a book tightly to her chest. 

"Yeah, I am." I answered as I shielded my eyes from the sun trying to look up to her. She smiled and handed me the book she was holding, I examed it and gave it back to her. "You can keep it." I said and continued writing my classwork. Her smile dropped.

"But they told me to return it to you?" She explained and shifted her weight between her legs nervously.

"Was it helpful?" I asked, still concentrated on my notes.

"Well, yeah... kinda?" She mumbled. "There were stuff that I didn't get, but I'll make sure I'll find another book."

"What didn't you get?" I asked and looked up to her, a smile extended on my face.

"Probably everything from chapter five till eight." She said and opened said chapters respectively. My smile widened and I tapped the empty seat on the bench I was currently sitting on.