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He always admired her hard working attitude; the amount of dedication she put into her education. It was something he often complimented about her when no one was around to hear him say it. Always catching glimpses of her at the library, cafe, or in one of the park benches; face scrunched up slightly in concentration as she focused on nothing but the world.
Yet at the same time, she was able to have fun, go out, and just be a carefree young adult whenever she was with Baekhyun or Kimie. Always catching glimpses of her at one of EXO's frat house parties, dragged by Baekhyun. To see her wearing a tight fitted dress, sweat making her skin glow as she's danced and drunk to her heart's content.
However, beneath all of that, was an insufferable pain she had kept hidden for four years. The amount of guilt she's been carrying for more than that. To Kim Seokjin, it made his heart ache the most, to know Sera has been in constant pain and he never noticed.
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Park Jimin was only supposed to bring himself and Taehyung back to the apartment; and yet, why was Sera uncomfortably tagging along, one of her hands held reassuringly by Jimin. It threw everyone off balance the moment they saw Sera, their eyes flickering over to the black haired girl with hazel eyes that was Lilia.
"Jungkook, I thought I told you to send Lilia home," Yoongi spoke, breaking the awkward silence that enveloped the room. His voice was blank, portraying no emotions that it sent all the boys into slight shock and worry, knowing that Yoongi was furious at the very moment even though his body was relaxed; eyes staring boringly at the youngest, who stared back with open defiance but it even waved under Yoongi's, "And you weren't supposed to bring Sera Jimin."
"This is something that affects Sera, so she has every right to be here," Jimin kept his voice light, attempting to reason with Yoongi, ignoring Lilias' very existence. All he knew was that Sera hadn't even looked up once, keeping her eyes glued to the floor.
"And so does Lilia!" Jungkook snapped, not caring if he was being rude, "This affects all of us so everyone should be in this room to hear this."
"How the hell does this have anything to do with Sera?" Lilia spoke up, her hazel eyes staring questioningly at her former friend. Crossing her arms, she didn't try to hide her annoyance for the other girl's presence, "She has nothing to do with our relationship," her tone was harsh and criticizing, causing Sera to flinch slightly.
That small action from Sera was noticed by everyone, causing Yoongi to freeze, as it took every fiber in him to not snap at Lilia; to not snap at Jungkook, who was seated next to Lilia, arms wrapped around her shoulders, uncaring to the fact that Sera was in the room with them. With her much closer to him, he felt her emotions; and it was suffocating by the amount of hatred she had for herself and no one else's. Every being in him wanted to get up and wrap his arms around her, soothe her, and tell her she would be okay, but for some reason he didn't.
"She's our last soulmate," so much for Taehyung breaking the news slowly. He was blunt, causing many people to gawk at his straightforwardness and Namjoon to hide his face in his hands; a heavy sigh released.
No one said anything, all looked at Lilia who had an unreadable expression on her face. Opening her mouth a couple of times to say something but to only close it several times again. Her hazel eyes staring Sera up and down, like she was evaluating her; and it didn't sit right with Jimin, who still held onto her hand, and hid her slightly behind him, just in case Lilia were to snap and do anything crazy.
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