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[Jin] Analysis and Realization

I jogged my memories again, trying to go back to the past, one year ago. There was a call from Tae's sis; then their father got murdered by Tae; the next morning, Taehyung committed suicide... and yikes, that was yet the beginning.

"It all started with that call." I said. "I've noticed something too."

I clenched my fists at the harsh reality facing me, facing us, facing us 7... because the eighth is already gone.

"I feel like every one of us will have to go through some sort of pain." I continued. "I mean, Tae's suicide, Jungkook's accident, and now Jin's... uh... family getting bankrupted?"

Everyone's eyes widened.

"Damn Yoongi." Namjoon said proudly. "You still are a genius after all these years."

I shook my head and continued scrolling up the messages.

"No," I responded, "this is just a simple fact once you remember everything."

Hoseok grabbed Jin's body and laid it on a nearby couch in the living room. We all followed him anyway since we still needed to talk about the situation.

"We're just causing pain to one another." Hoseok said under his breath.

Y/N kneeled on one knee and with one hand, checked Seokjin's forehead and with the other, hers. She then grabbed an icepack from the freezer and prepared a hot chocolate.

"So for example," Y/N started, "Jungkook's main reason for running away...-"
"Was because of Taehyung." Jimin finished for her.

Y/N made a cup of coffee for all of us and we sat on anything; the floor, the chairs, the sofa, whatever.

"But what about Jin?" Namjoon asked after sipping his coffee. "I'm not sure what caused the bankrupt..."

Everyone went silent, deep in thoughts. That's actually true. What even caused it? If each of us will harm each other due to a few events, what could've affected Jin? I came to a few guesses, but I feel so dumb for not thinking about those earlier.

"Perhaps..." I spoke, about to state my first guess. "It was because of-"

I suddenly got interrupted by a violent and loud knocking that scared the hell out of Jimin.

"Holy-!" He jumped.
"Ah, they must be here." Hoseok said.

Y/N went to get the door and two policemen came in the room. Y/N pointed at Seokjin's body and one of them carried him and got out of the house.

"Your names are?" A policeman asked all of us, grabbing his pen and notes,

Namjoon and I introduced ourselves since we decided to do the talking.

"Well," I said, clearing my throat, "I heard my bandmate Jimin (I pointed at him) scream for help and so I got out of my studio and checked what was wrong, and well, you should predict the rest."

The policeman nodded and wrote down some information.

"May I talk to this Jimin boy?" He asked.

We both exchanged looks and brought Jimin to us. He looked so sad and worried.

"You are Jimin?" The policeman asked him.

Jimin nodded in reply.

"So what happened?"
"Well..." Jimin started. "I just went out to get a cup of coffee, but as soon as I got into the living room, he was already like this."

The policeman nodded a few times before biting his pen, deep in thoughts. He wrote a short summary of the whole situation and closed the pen.

"Have you kids found any clues?"

I nodded.

"We think that the cause of his collapsing was because of text messages."

The policeman looked at me in question, kinda confused of what I meant. I wasn't really being specific.

"And so he collapsed because the girl he likes just asked him on a date?" The policeman joked.
"Are you serious right now?" Hoseok barged in rudly.

The policeman frowned.

"I was obviously being sarcastic." The policeman sighed in disappointment. "I'm pretty sure that wouldn't be the case for me to be here at the moment."

Hoseok's brows stayed furrowed, as if he had just encountered an enemy. It's so rare to see that expression between us all, especially from him. I gave the sir Jin's phone and showed him the messages. He scrolled way up, then down.

"Alright." The Policeman said. "This should be enough. I may now take my leave."
"Thank you, officer." Namjoon thanked and bowed down politely.