Part 11 (Y/n pov):

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School had just ended, I made my way to my locker and grabbed my stuff and started walking down the street. Ten minutes later I stopped at Loona café and opened the door and sat. I ordered a boba tea and waited for Yoongi. I hoped whatever he was going to say was not that bad but at the same time, I was glad he was willing to talk with me. It was a good step and I was glad he felt we are friends and he could trust me. I did care, I genuinely wanted to be there for him. Even if he was cold to me and often pushed me away, I bet he had his reasons. He was human and deserved to be loved like everyone else.

He entered not long after. He sat down and put his bag on the floor. Then, he took his jacket off claiming it was a hot day. However, I was looking at his wrist. There were marks there. I must have been looking so much because he noticed and said "ah shit I forgot for a minute". He wore his jacket again and looked away from my eyes.

"Look, it was a one-time thing. I don't usually do that just you know.," he said.

"Wow, I was right though" I let out. He raised his eyebrow while looking at me as if asking me to expand. I cleared my throat. "uhh I actually thought I may have seen cuts on your arm yesterday but I could not confirm if they were cuts or I was overthinking and going overboard especially because of our project..." I confessed.

"Was that why you asked me the bracelet question?" He asked.

"Yeah" I muttered sheepishly. "If you said yes, I would use it as an excuse to see your arm"

There was a little awkward silence as I sipped my drink and the waitress came by and he ordered a boba tea for himself.

"Okay, Yoongles but why?" I asked suddenly. I heard him sigh. I hoped I was not being too intrusive yet I just wanted to help.

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