A day like today, when it rained hard and Jungkook ran away from the hospital again, he sat on the edge of his roof, his clothes soaking wet while he voiced out the words he told the sky every day.
"I'm sorry." He turned his head to his right, where Tzuyu's roof was, and like always, he saw Tzuyu sitting on her roof, smiling brightly at him but he knew she wasn't real.
"Thank you." He really was going crazy.
"I love you, Tzuyu."
Who knew, the real victim of the boy in red wasn't Tzuyu, but his own scarred soul.
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Fanfiction❝Why do you always wear red?❞ ❝Why? I look like a psychopath?❞ ❝Yeah, but I love it.❞ In which each day, Jungkook regains fragments of his lost memories of Tzuyu. [ A short TzuKook story ]
