"People make sacrifices to save the people they love".

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I happily smile along with Jimin. Taehyung's plans work for me dressing as a girl. But why does it hurt to see how much time I have left? Sometimes people don't know when they are dying. I'm scared and don't know how to express this. How could tell him that I'm not going to be here anymore?

"Jungkook, let's go!" He pulls my arm, dragging me to another ride at the carnival. Today, I should not worry about this. Not today. Not on a happy day like this. But as the day progresses, I couldn't even think right anymore. All my life I fake smile. Now it's just a habit. That's just sad. To be mistreated your whole life to pretend you're okay when you're not. 

"I need to go to bathroom real quick," I fake a grin to Jimin and pat his shoulder. He just nods his head and engrosses himself in watching Taehyung winning the game at the booth. I immediately went straight the sink. Blood slowly gushes out my throat, coughs escapes my mouth. Tears starts to form in my eyes. My breathing is heavy, blood dripping down my chin. The throbbing pain in my head makes everything worse.

"F- . . .," I curse under my breath, throwing up now. Clutching my stomach, the tears fall. Beads of sweat roll down my forehead. I can't stay here any longer. I'm not going to be alive anyway.

I can't leave Jimin all alone. I wipe the blood and rinse my mouth one more time. I walk out as if I wasn't sick in the bathroom. Jimin wave from afar with his rounds glasses, the image of him is imprinted in my mind. "Jimin!!"

I run up to him and embrace him. Not wanting to ever let go. Then we decide to go to the haunted house. Of course, we were all weird in there. I could just live like this everyday, being blissful. After the whole trip, I decide to finally muster my courage to tell Jimin to move on.

I told him and yet, somehow the words were just too harsh. It's unreasonable why I even said to break up. But I'm dying, afraid of leaving this place. Jimin of course, he held me. He didn't want this. But at the end, we were never meant to be. It just can't work out. Our relationship is just making our lives even worse than it already is.

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The darkness once again, engulfs me. How many times have I arrived that void? Then I see someone a bit too familiar. My father. He was standing there, looking up at the dark void skies. "Dad?"

"Hmm?" He turns and smiles weakly at me. "Jungkook. Look up there".

"What are you talking about?" I look up and then the void turns into the skies. It's like floating on air. "Dad?!" I almost feel like I'll fall. I grip onto my dad's arm. He lightly chuckles at me, ruffling.

"My time is done . . .," he chuckles again, this time, touching the clouds. "Hey . . .do you consider me as a father?"

"Yeah . . .," I smile at him, he then places his lips on my forehead. Breaking into a sob, happily grinning ear to ear. "W-what's wrong?"

"I'm finally a father," he fades away from my arms. I look up at the blue skies in the void. The stars gleaming up above, as if my father is the stars. 

I slowly open my eyes, I thought I would die this time. The I.V drips echoes the empty room I'm in. Why I am not dead yet? I look up to see tears falling down. Nini sobs right next to me. " . . . .Ni?"

She cries even harder. " . . .damn it. Why? . . . ."

"What's wron