Because I love you || Jungkook

Breaking down

I walk in the building. Some people stare at me. I walk to my locker. I take my books and start walking to my first class. I need to walk past Jungkook's and BTS lockers. Fuck. I look at the ground while walking. One turn and I am in the hallway where my class is and where their lockers are. I trow my coffee away and walk further. I see BTS and Mulan, of course Mulan. Jungkook looks at me. But not the way he always look at me. Not with is kind eyes and bunny smile. No. He looks at me like I was his biggest mistake. Like I am a stranger where he ones had so many memories with. Like I am nothing.

Mulan bumps in to me and I almost fall. I can keep my balance just in time before I hit the ground. Nobody said something about it. Not even my own brother. I guess I deserved this. I walk further to my classroom. I try to concentrate. I try to listen to the teacher. I try not to think about this morning. But does it help? No. Because it hurts. It hurts fucking much. It hurts because it matters. It breaks my heart. 

After class I go to V again and ask for my food. "Jin has your food" Before I can walk away, he grabs my arm. "You okay? I don't know what happened, but it's serious breaking the two of you." I look at him. "It doesn't look like it breaks him." I walk away. Searching for Jin. I go to their table. He is probably there. I walk in the canteen and see that people look at me. I see Jin and the rest. He sees me and start walking to me with a box in his hands. "Hey princess." He smiles at me. "Hey." We turn around and walk away. 

"You okay?" "Why does everybody ask that?" "Because you don't look okay and Jungkook came home upset when he was going to bring you home." Why was he upset? Was he disappointment in me? "If you see I'm not okay, then we do you still ask it?" His look softens. "Because I care about you. You're like a little sister for me." We walk to the school garden and go sit on the grass. "You told him, didn't you?" "Yeah, I should had just shut my stupid mound. Then this would never happen." "If you didn't  said something, you would never know." He is right. "See it positive." See it positive. Positive... 

I smile lightly. Jin gives me my food and walks back inside. "Jungkook just dropped the best thing that ever happened to him." He shouts before he is out of sight. I hope he is right. And hope he isn't...

I enter the school building, acutely aware of the stares that follow me. Navigating through the hallways, I head to my locker with determination. The route inevitably takes me past Jungkook's and BTS's lockers, a painful reminder of the bonds that once existed. I keep my gaze fixed on the ground, discarding the remnants of my coffee as I walk, unwilling to confront the piercing look from Jungkook.

As I approach them, Mulan's presence stings, and when Jungkook glances at me, it's not with the warmth that used to accompany our exchanges. Instead, his eyes convey regret, as if I'm an unwelcome memory or a mistake he wishes he could erase. Mulan's physical interference adds another layer to my silent anguish, unnoticed by everyone, even my brother.

I can't maintain my focus in class, the teacher's words are a distant hum drowned out by the persistent ache in my chest. I attempt to suppress the memories of the morning, but the pain stays. 

After the class, I go to V for my lunch. but he redirects me to Jin. "Jin has your food" He says. Before I can walk away, he grabs my arm. "You okay? I don't know what happened, but it's serious breaking the two of you." I brush off his concern, aware that my struggle is more visible than I'd like it to be. I walk to the canteen looking for Jin. He greets me with a smile, my lunch in his hands. We go to the school garden, the conversation turns serious. "Are you okay?" Jin's genuine concern catches me off guard. "Why does everyone keep asking that?" I respond defensively. "Because you don't look okay, and Jungkook came home upset when he was supposed to bring you home."

The realization that Jungkook was upset makes me even more uncomfartable. "If you see I'm not okay, then why do you still ask?" I challenge. Jin's softened expression conveys care and familiarity. "Because I care about you. You're like a little sister to me."

We sit on the grass in the school garden, and he hands me my food. "You told him, didn't you?" he remarks. I nod, admitting my role in the unfolding drama. "Yeah, I should have just kept my stupid mouth shut. Then this would never have happened."

Jin counters, "If you didn't say something, you would never know." His words linger in the air, encouraging me to see a positive side, however faint it may be. As he walks away, he shouts a reassurance, "Jungkook just dropped the best thing that ever happened to him."I ponder the weight of his words, torn between the hope they bring and the lingering fear that this might be the end of something precious.