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NEW VOICEMAIL FROM J I M I N (1) LISTEN? 1:43 A.M.

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"li... i'm a little drunk." jimin slurs on the other end, a giggle escapes his lips.

she sighs. he was never one to drink.

"oh, shit, i shouldn't be laughing. this isn't funny!"

he clears his throat. the receiver readjusts.

"i've been thinking so much about the first time we met. do you remember that, lila?" she can see the smile he possesses.

she remembers it like it was yesterday.

"we were just two stupid kids! and you were dating that asshole... what's his name? taehyung? kim taehyung? god he was a prick." jimin laughs to himself.

"i remember seeing you from across the room, tangled up in him. you were laughing, your head tilted back, displaying those eye crinkles i've grown to love. and god, that smile, that smile of yours is extravagant. and not some cheesy, cliché bullshit, but truly one of the brightest things i've ever seen. you were so bright i would've guessed you swallowed the whole sun. you beamed."

she remembers. she remembers seeing jimin from across the room. she remembers wondering why she wasn't under his arm instead.

"you escaped him for awhile, remember? oh jeez, remember what i said to you? you were picking up another beer out of the cooler and i grabbed it right out of those beautiful hands of yours. you were pissed." he chuckles at the memory, his romanticizing of this moment getting the best of him.

it got the best of her, too.

"i whispered in your ear, "don't drink another, you won't remember this moment," and i kissed you, lila! what the hell was i thinking? your boyfriend was there and i had the balls to kiss you in front of everyone?"

she laughs like an idiot. she remembers her cheeks burning like hot embers and her insides producing enough electricity to light up the world- no, in that moment she felt like she was on top of the world. jimin made her feel like this. he always made her feel like this.

"anyways, the right hook i got from taehyung was worth it. i deserved it, but i got my favorite girl out of it. how did i know that such a small moment would produce a life-time of love?"

the mood shifts. the happy moment dies like a burnt out cigarette. she wants to cry.

the tapping of rain intensifies in the recording.

"do you hear that, lila? that's the rain. i feel like the rain. my tears are like stormy weather, and my.. and my heart is shielded by clouds, thick clouds. they are suffocating. and every day it feels like i'm trudging through mud to get to my next destination. it's so... shitty without you."

her tears match the stormy weather, too.

"that's enough for tonight, i guess..."

0:06 seconds of silence. rain drizzling. shattered breathing.

"li, let me be better for you. let me be enough."

the plea hurts and the embers burn once again.