Yoongi, 11 April, Year 22

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I kept walking with the acknowledgment that Jungkook was following me. Containers continued to appear when I reached the train tracks. It was the fourth container from the back. Hoseok mentioned having plans to meet Namjoon and Taehyung. He told me to join them. I said I would, but I didn't really plan to attend. I hated being attached to other people, and Hoseok knew that. He probably didn't expect I'd stay true to my word.

When I pulled the door open, Hoseok stared at me shocked. When he saw Jungkook behind me an exaggerated expression of mixed emotion drew across his face. I pushed past both of them and strolled to the container. "How long has it been?" I could hear Hoseok trying to pull Jungkook, who was shy, in.

Namjoon and Taehyung entered. A side of Taehyung's shirt was ripped. When questioned about it, Namjoon pretended to hit Taehyung with his knuckles. "This kid's late because he got caught by some cops doing graffiti and I had to go pick him up." Taehyung made a melodramatic apologetic face and explained that his shirt had been ripped in the process of running away.

I sat in the corner and watched them. Namjoon gave Taehyung a new shirt to change into, and Hoseok pulled out hamburgers and beverages. Amid everything, Jungkook stood awkwardly. He stood as if he hadn't any idea what to do. In retrospect, it's exactly how he acted in high school. Hoseok would noisily move around while Jungkook hovered around him unsure of what to do.

How long had it been since we met like this? I couldn't remember. What happened to Seokjin hyung and Jimin? An uncharacteristic thought crossed my mind. This was the place I'd visited for the first time while my heart was lost somewhere else.

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