How's life with EXO?

Chapter 50, Part 2.

Kris entering the room with a straight face and a heart of stone. Young constantly weeping and quietly laying down on bed, crying the hell out of her lungs. I'm some kind of heart machine. Young thought. Thinking of it clearly, with understanding and patience, Young was squeezed between them. Knowing that her feelings were rudely played with. She stutters breathing, but Kris didn't mind.

Kris went to the comfort room, probably to change or to take a shower. Or so we know, to fake that he's okay. Kris has this naturally-soft heart, a kind of string connected on his heart to Young's. Seeing Young cry, probably made him more worse than ever. To get away from humiliation, instead of claiming that all things were wrong because of him, he hid it in. He left the comfort room and didn't talk to Young after.

She was there laying, covering her eyes for it not to be seen. She steady her breathing through her mouth. Lamentations and difficulty with breathing, Kris hears. But he didn't want to make a move and consider Young more.

Crying didn't stopped, until the day passed without any of them talking to each other. Kris slept inside Tao's room, insisting to make the situation seperated. Kris and Young half a hert sleeping. Bushwhacked, Young is. She knows nothing and now she's suffering. How many times will this happen?

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Jungkook's POV

Walking on the hallway as usual. I decided to show up today, because this may be the last day I'm here at school. I'm not saying, that I'm not coming back. I mean, I won't attend cosecutively but solemnly because of promotions. I'll surely be here for the play, but only if I could stay... "Noona!" The Zombie-Young returns again. When she has problems, you can easily tell. She walked pass by me and didn't mind me. "Noona! Yah!" I ran towards her, then she wipes her cheeks. Signals of tears were everywhere, aigo. "Rooftop? Talk? Now?"

"No." She said shortly. Then she walked faster than her usual phase. I was chasing her down, but she went to the girls washroom and shut the door lock.

I tapped on the door, my ears laid perfectly on the surface of it to hear her. "Noona, you don't have to do this on your own, you know?"

"Jungkook, go. It's none of you're business." Hearing her sniff and breathing weird. I just couldn't let go of the door and wait for her to open it. But doing this is somewhat like I'm invading her privacy, b-but I only wanted to help, right?

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3rd Person

Red looking at the mirror, steady staring at Young instead of focusing on the road. He's curious and at the same time concerned. He knows Young very well, Young's outgoing personality. The one who doesn't stop talking and will keep bragging about the new things she discovered, bought or something new that happened to her day.

Ever since Young became Kris' fiancè, instead of seeing Young changing to a better person. Young seems to fade, gradually creating a new person out of her. "Woolgathering..." Red broke the ice and woke up Young's sleeping soul. She blinked, then a tear streamed down. "Rannie--"

"It's nothing, I'm fine." She sniffs and wipes the fallen tear. Gazing upon the car's window, observing the surrounding she forces herself to smile.

Ring ring.

Red clicks on his earpiece, but it wasn't for him. But for Young. She slowly looks down to her bag, hesitating if she should check who it is, answer it or not. Conscience speaks to her, saying that she should accept the call and talk.

"Yeoboseyo, Young."

"Ne, oppa?"

"In a bood mood eh?"