Beomgyu's Reasons Why [ BeomJun/ YeonGyu / TaeGyu ]

Now Playing: Tape 2, Side B

"And maybe that's why I love you.

Because you're Choi Yeonjun, the one who... loved me... but didn't chose me."

Taehyun rewinded the tape, he knew there was something more between Beomgyu and Yeonjun, but he didn't dare pry into it because... before the tapes happened, Taehyun did everything to pretend Beomgyu didn't exist only to escape his own guilt.

"And maybe that's why I love you.

Because you're Choi Yeonjun, the one who... loved me... but didn't chose me.

Yes, hyung... I know you loved me. And I also know that there's a reason behind why you chose him over me. A deeper reason. Could the reason be more important than leaving me all the while knowing I'd be broken? Maybe. 

You were great, hyung. You always assured me that Hoseok hyung doesn't hate me. Maybe you're just blind to all the opportunities Hoseok hyung sees in you. 

On the first day you went to TDC, you scared me y'know? 

The second you stepped foot on TDC's campus, ZEETA instantly invited you to a party, invited you to be one of them... but you refused. 

Instead, you slapped their power-hungry faces by sitting with me during lunch, being by my side in the library, accompanying me to dance lessons that I knew Hoseok-hyung resents at this point,"  Beomgyu laughed, "And then... you began receiving anonymous texts. From ZEETA." 

From that Wooyoung guy I think. I'm not that particular with names. " Taehyun paused the recording. Did he hear that right? 

So... it was Wooyoung who Yeonjun was arguing with in the corridors. 

"Texts and letters, and their leader bothered you, and pressured you to join them... but you never gave in. You are popular around the school, but always just hung out with me whenever you'd see me. 

But since you received those texts, you seemed mentally distant. Until you couldn't handle the nagging feeling of curiosity  anymore, and you asked me a question. You asked me if the rumours were true.

I was hurt that you even considered the possibility of it to be real, but I ignored that... because you asked and didn't blindly believe hear-say. 

I guess you'd be okay with me reminiscing our memories... at least, so that one of my last thoughts in this world would be happy."