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Prologue

    I let out a puff from my cigarette as I tilted my head back. I stared up to look at the bar's ceiling. The nice red velvet sky reminded me of what my old bedsheets were like back when I was in high school. But that was long ago.
    "Another drink, Taehyung?" The familiar voice called out. I snapped my head back to facing the front as I made eye contact with the bartender. I nodded my head in reply as I watched him move the small ash tray towards my other empty glasses.
    "Will this be your last one?" He asked. I wish it was. But the memories. They are too painful for me to remember but yet too painful for me to forget. For a little while, with the help of alcohol, I will forget the memories. But the next morning, they'll come back to haunt me.
    I shook my head as I tapped my cigarette over the ash tray letting the ashes from the end of my cigarette to fall in almost elegantly. "No..." I replied. How many more will it take to make all the pain go away? Hoseok walked away with a slight tilt of his head not bothering to ask what's wrong. He knows what's wrong. He's probably sick of hearing the story for the nth time. That's why I don't bother talking about it in the first place.
    I day dreamed as I gazed at the bottles that stood behind the bar. I remember when I set a goal to try every single liquor and wine in this bar. It wasn't so hard to succeed when all you ever do is show up to the bar. The sound of the bar stool right next to me getting dragged out from its place caused me to quickly look at who bothered on sitting right next to me. Of all the chairs in the bar,why the one beside me? It was Namjoon.
    "Back at it again I see..." Namjoon said as he began to take off his coat. He settled it onto the bar.
    "Is he a regular here?" Someone asked as they pulled the stool out next to where Namjoon was. Namjoon looked at the male who asked him the question and nodded.
    "Yup, he's been here long before I started to show up." Namjoon replied. I thanked Hoseok who placed my glass of liquor in front of me and I started to chug it when he was taking Namjoon and the mysterious male next to him's orders. I cleared my throat as I prepared myself to start up a conversation with the two.
    "So..." I began. I had already caught the mystery males attention and soon Namjoon's gaze was on me too only after Hoseok walked away to make their drinks.
    "What have you been up to?" I asked mentally wondering who the guy next to him was. Namjoon shrugged before looking at the male next to him.
    "A lot of things actually..." Namjoon replied before holding up his left hand that held the males hand. There was a ring on Namjoons finger. "We are getting married." My eyes widened in shock. So this was the boyfriend he was talking about...and now they're getting married?!?!
    "W-wow..." I said in shock. "C-congratulations!!" I said as I showed my best fake smile towards them. They reminded me of a certain couple. I turned my head to my drink and chugged the rest of it down hoping the thoughts would go away. Namjoon's fiancé looked over at me.
    "I've heard that you come here almost a daily..." He said and I looked over at him. "Yeah, Namjoon used to as well..." I replied back. My head started to pound.
    "Well, Namjoon would spend the mornings with me and the nights over here, right? You must have a special someone you're meeting up with during the day. I mean, you're almost as good looking as me." Jin said. Namjoons eyes widened and they looked at Jin. He shook his head and put a finger to his lips. Bringing up relationships in this bar was almost like a hidden taboo, it wasn't for the sake of anyone but me.
    "I-I'm sorry..." Jin apologized even though he didn't know what he did. He probably did catch on the relationships were a sensitive topic for me. I chuckled and shook my head as I stabbed my cigarette in the ashes of the astray putting my cigarette out.
    "No, don't worry about it..."