I lay on the grass. Eyes shut.
The same song loops a millionth time, my ears beat numb. But something about the guitar strings and the memory of dawn's smile as she listens to this song is addictive.
The sun is bright, all I see is red under my eye lids. I lay on the grass.
I miss her. Very much.
Focus on the beat, on the red in my eyes, drowsy with the passing second, I miss her very much.
The song reaches second verse and I open my eyes, a brown hair cascade and a smile.
"Jungkook," she mouths. The song continues.