BTS SMERALDO THE NOTES 1 (Edited & Translated)

Jungkook: 30 September Year 20

End of Summer, Beginning of Solitude
Part 7

"Jungkook, you don't still go there, do you?"

I looked down at the toes of my sneakers. I refused to answer, so the teacher struck my head with the attendance book. I still didn't give in.

It was where we hung out. Since I first stepped in that room, not a day had passed without me stopping by. The others wouldn't have known. They had other plans and part time jobs and didn't always drop by.

Yoongi and Seokjin sometimes didn't show up for days. But I was different. I went there without exception.

There were days when no one else came. That was fine with me. It was fine because that room was there and because the others would show up later, tomorrow or the next day.

"I knew you were hanging out with the wrong crowd."

The attendance book hit my head again.

When I lifted my gaze and locked eyes with the teacher, the attendance book whacked me again.

I suddenly remembered Yoongi getting beat up by that teacher. I clenched my teeth and tried to keep my cool. I didn't want to lie and deny that I ever went back to that abandoned classroom.

The next moment, I was standing at the door to the abandoned classroom. It felt as if my hyungs were waiting for me on the other side of the door. That if I opened it, they'd be on the other side asking what took me so long. Seokjin and Namjoon's would be reading. Taehyung would be playing a game. Yoongi would be playing piano while Jimin and Hoseok danced.

But when I opened the door, Hoseok was the only one to greet me. He had come to clean out what was left of our things. I stood in place, my hand on the doorknob.

Hoseok bounded up to me and put an arm around my shoulders. He walked with me back outside the classroom.

"Let's go," he said.
He closed the door behind us.

Then and there I realized:
My days with everyone in the same place were gone.
They would never come again.

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