"It's hard to witness something you wished you never want to see ever again"

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I rush to pull Suga's arm to my side and glance around to see if Taehyung was still working around here. I sigh in relief as I look down to see Suga crossing his arms, frowning at me. He's already tapping his feet. Great. Another scolding perhaps?

"Nosy brat. I told you to mess around with Taehyung and why are you hiding from him?" His questionably expression makes me wanna laugh. But I got to keep it cool, I guess? I just roll my eyes.

"Taehyung still has problems. Apparently, he has an older sister that got abused from his dad and his mom died. But, he didn't went to his own mom's funeral because of us," I emphasize the 'us' in my words. Suga couldn't really say anything and just furrows his eyebrows in deep thoughts. I mean, why didn't Taehyung tell us about this? He's hiding a lot of secrets then. The silence of our thoughts break as we turn our heads to the sound of glass breaking loudly. Everyone face where the sound came from, which was Taehyung fumbling around. He awkwardly smiles but in his eyes were glistening with tears. He must be really affected by his sister words. His hands were bleeding, he reminds me of a lost puppy that's been abused. I try to go up to him but Suga grabs my shoulder, pulling me back. 

"No. You're going to make it worse," Suga's words kind of strike my heart. I know I won't be making it better. But it's hard to see my friend so lost and afraid. His lips were quivering, his eyes watery, and his hands shaking. I just kind of want to glomp at him, ya know? Like give him a soothing hug. "Ni will come and comfort him anyway".

"Haven't you noticed ever since we came back from Gwacheon that Nini's been a bit out of it too?" She's been too distant, yet so close. As if she was fake smiling for the sake of a certain someone. She's also hiding something from us. I could tell. My insides feel a bit empty, I guess I really don't know my friends like that. I don't know their real selves at all. Not even Jimin.

"Ummm, Jungkook? You kind of look like you're about to cry," I immediately shake my head, rubbing my eyes. I mean, I love them all. I really do. They're like my family. A family I never had. I loved them with all my heart. I can't trust them but I could love them. "Anyway, look!" I turn to look at the entrance where Suga was pointing at. Nini's standing there with an oddly attire of a girly outfit that consists of a pencil skirt and long-sleeved blouse with black boots. Her hair was down today and a bit wavy, she looks beautiful. But then again, me and Su