Yoongi made his way to the roof instead of going to class. He had no expression on his face, and he placed his backpack beside him, taking a picture of the view, just so someone had something nice to look at when they found his things. He frowned, and decided to text his mother one last time.
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As soon as he pressed send, he turned his phone off and smiled at his lockscreen, which was a picture of himself and Hoseok. He placed his phone beside his bag, and hoisted himself up onto the edge of the roof, staring out at the parking lot which held some students cars and teachers cars, and he sighed, the wind was messing up his hair, the tears falling being pushed in a different direction, and his thoughts running wild. His thoughts were currently going through the moments with his friends when they were younger, going from their happy childhood eyars to the day his friends deleted him from all their group chats and blocked his number and every social media account. Then? His thoughts went to his mother. The way she always loved him, no matter what, even when his father left. She always cared about him, and he knew she would be hurt after he did this. Finally, his thoughts went to Hoseok. His one and only love. The one who taught him how to care for himself. The one who left him, heartbroken and lost. Yoongi still loved him, but Hoseok would find someone better. He probably won't even care when Yoongi's gone. He'll just move on like everyone else. Yoongi remembered the times where they would make love, and he remembered all the nicknames Hoseok gave him and every word of praise he recieved from Hoseok. He'd felt loved. But that love was gone. It probably didn't even exist. Yoongi smiled to himself, and looked down again, before he leaned forward, and accepted his fate.
