The 7th Year | Kim SeokJin

Chapter 1.

"You have to tell me why you're crying." A confused yet intrigued 18 year old Kim SeokJin spoke gently to the girl, an acquaintance, as she stood with obvious watery wet eyes.

Those same glossy eyes immediately met the ceiling and then Jin's worried ones.

"Jin, I'm not crying." She said aloud, for the second time to him that evening. Jin pursed his lips and glanced back towards the small crowd of adults behind them and walked towards the girl.

"You're not a very good liar." Jin spoke with easy steps, his strides long enough he met her within 5 steps. "I don't like that girl's are crying at my party." Another eye roll, but Jin smiled as he got a small laugh out of her.

"This is your dad's party and you know it." She laughed, hitting his arm. It was true. He grinned, rubbing his arm as he tried to make her feel better. She reached for her eye and wiped any rouge running mascara.

"My dad's party, for me." He reminded. She laughed again, understanding his reference.

It was a party for him, he had signed to an entertainment company and since her parents knew his parents, she was forced to tag along. She had only ever been to their house perhaps 2 times before, and while they did go to the same school she was a year younger and they didn't really speak at school.

She attempted another laugh, and then she turned away from Jin quickly.

"Well you should get back to your party." She said quietly, and Jin watched her stare into nothing. He could tell something was wrong, she was hurt.

"Well not if you're going to sit out here and cry." Jin said in a grumpy manner.

"I said I wasn't crying!" She yelled, but it was actual anger, and Jin actually stopped in his tracks as he tried to relax her. It didn't work at all. Both pairs of surprised eyes met, and they both awkwardly glanced away.

"I'm not." She repeated.

"I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong." Jin said sincerely, he didn't like seeing this, any for that matter, beautiful girl cry.

"I didn't ask for your help." She said softly, still not facing him. She slightly sniffled before turning to face him, another startled look on her face as she noticed how much closer he had gotten.

"And I'm not crying." She said in an almost believable manner. She took two steps, as she was walking through the door - like so many kdrama moments she had witnessed - he grabbed her arm and turned her around, pulling her back.

"You are crying." He confirmed. "You are in my house, crying, at my party." His grip on her arm was tight as he stared into her eyes, Jin not knowing where the courage to do that came from. Was she in trouble? Hurt? What?

"I said I wasn-"

"Tell me." He pleaded. He slightly let go of her arm, but was still holding onto her. "Please, Rachel."

Her eyes flashed to him when he said her name.

"I need to go." She said after a moment, making it two nervous connected steps as she tried to get away.

"Rachel." He said again and the sad way he said her name made her stop in her exiting steps. Her heart was beating fast. The wind flew by and she closed her eyes still not facing him, and slowly whirled around on her high heel to face him. She put on a small angry show, the 17 year old adolescent shining full force.

"Fine." She stated with a never ending glare. Jin rose his eyebrows as he waited for an answer, still steps away. She swallowed hard, glancing around and back at the see through door. "My parents are marrying me off to a 31 year old in America. Happy Graduation Rachel." She said with heartbreak in her voice, turning on her heel - leaving Jin in a traumatic frozen stance. He blinked, reality coming back as the air and world slowly came back into play. His finally took his eyes off the door seconds after she dissipated from his sight. His heart was pounding in his chest. Was he mad? Angry?