epilogue

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three days, three days has passed ever since the funeral of hyerin and everyone close to her has been a wreck, no one wanted her name to be mentioned as it only brought pain into their hearts, they missed her.

almost everyone who knew her did, all asked why such a sweet and kind girl had to go through so much pain? all alone, they might add. they were in deep regrets, they could've had ask her, if she was alright, if she was going through something, if she needed help, but they didn't, no one did.

the boys were given two weeks off, to be able to regain themselves again, to heal theirselves from such a tragic happening, all seven were in pain, all they felt was deep sorrow and regret as they kept on being reminded of hyerin's farewell.

namjoon was in dazed, he couldn't think straight for the past days as hyerin kept on bothering him, he was reminded of everything she had done for the group, from the home-cooked meals to the long messages from her to help them stay positive. he was the leader so he had to stay strong, but just every time hyerin would cross his mind, uncontrollable tears would fall suddenly from his eyes, like beads falling out, one by one silently, each one signifying the pain he felt.

jin, on the other hand, was also trying his best to stay strong. as he remembered he was the eldest, he became a shoulder the younger ones could lean on as they cried theirselves from all the pain, but that didn't mean it doesn't pain him as well. he was just devastated as the others, hyerin was the younger sister he had always wished for and when jimin introduced her to him, he felt such a sudden connection with the younger, like she was indeed a heaven sent gift to him. but sadly, his sister left too early before he could even get the chance to spoil her with lots of love and protect her from everyone who could break her, but too bad he never knew that she was already broken and he couldn't even do anything to help her heal.

yoongi was the same, he couldn't write any songs, any lyrics he had wrote the past days only reminded him of the girl, he felt nostalgic as he reminisced the memories he had made with hyerin, he remembered the days hyerin would knock on his door and ask him if she could be of any help, yoongi missed her. she was the first girl he became close and open with, he could easily smile around her and he wouldn't try to hide it. and now she was gone, he oath to himself he'd never forget her, he would never forget her smile, and if he could, he would consider hyerin as one of the great wonder's of the world.

hoseok, that ball of sunshine always tried to stay positive, he smiled away the negative thoughts as he knew hyerin wouldn't want to see them all worn out from crying but it doesn't mean he didn't. the past three nights, he would occasionally cry himself to sleep as he thought of the younger girl. not wanting the girl to miss out on anything, every night he'd looked outside his window and talk as if he was telling a story to hyerin, god, how much he missed his own sunshine as well.

and then there's taehyung, the guy who had fallen for the charms of the girl. he was as wreck as the others, he was in pain every time hyerin was brought up or mentioned around him, he missed her so damn much. he wished he could've told her everything he wanted her to know when they last talked on the phone, why did she have to leave? he asked himself from time to time, why did such a wonderful girl had to be taken away?

jungkook missed her as well, she was his shoulder, his ally in everything. he missed almost everything about her, the way she'd scold him whenever he'd do something that annoys her, those times when both of them would partner up in pranking the others, and those times they would just talk with each other about their lives. but most of all, he missed her voice, he reminisced the times when he'd call hyerin and just rant about everything, all those comforting words she'd tell him over the phone to calm him down. overall, he'd do anything — everything, just to see her again and to hug her again, they did promise to hang out soon, after all.

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