|Past meet present|

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Namjoon POV

I pull into the hospital parking lot, finally finding a good spot to park. I grab my keys and head up to the walk way.

I dont know how I'm exactly going to find her though. Heck I dont even know why I'm here. Why do I care this much?

Its none my business anyway. Just like jimin said this isn't my place.
Even though these thoughts continued, so did my feet. Effortlessly carrying me to the doorway.

I slip away from my thoughts when I hear a familiar voice. My feet finally stopping, landing me on a pavement, mabye 20 feet from the doorway.

I look around for the familiarity. "melissa..?" I mutter under my breath.

She looked up at me and back at her phone. "I'll call you back..."

She steps closer, my instincts immediately stepping me back.

"Well, hello again darling." She mutters in a dark way. Her eyes scouring me like a eagle on its prey.

"Long time no see." I say looking around avoiding her glare.

"What are you doing here, are you hurt?" She asks raising an eyebrow.

"Like you care." I blurted under my breath.

"Huh?" She looked up from her phone.

I didnt even see her take it back out?

"Oh! By the way, did Jimin ever look at my emails I sent him, I've been really, wanting to get some lessons by him?" She continues, not once letting her gaze go away from her phone.

"No, I dont think he has, we've been... busy?" I lied, cutting the answer short.

Why do I have to lie so much today?

"Hm, well tell him to hurry up." She winned, trying to look "cute" even though she knows know much I hate even the sight of her."

"Well I better get going.." I say heading to the door.

"What no hug goodbye." She smirks, knowing damn well what she's done and whats she's doing now.

"No." I say slightly shaking my head.

She put her arms down, the cold look returning back. "Fine, seems like you haven't changed, and you wonder why I broke up with you?" She scuffed, pushing past me, as if we were in a k-drama.

The only thing missing is the happy ending.

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