Present.

"I feel bad." I mutter slowly.

"Everything will be fine, hyung." Yoongi pats my back.

"I really want to meet both of them and say sorry. I treat them so bad." Jungkook rakes a hand through his hair.

"Me too." Yoongi says.

"It's okay. We'll do it after we meet Jihyo and Taehyung." Namjoon gives a warm smile to Jungkook.

I wish we were like this in the past. Supporting and caring. As brothers would do.

Past.

It had been a few months after Jimin died. And it also meant that it had been a few months I didn't meet any of my friend.

Not even one of them.

The last time I saw them was during Jimin's funeral. But Taehyung was absent at that time. We were drifted apart, since Jimin died.

I tried to contact all of them. But no one picked up. I went to their house, but even their families didn't know their whereabouts. The only person I still keep in touch was Jihyo.

Well. Not really, actually.

I didn't contact her. But I was the one who took care of her. She was like a dead person. She didn't eat, didn't move. She just literally breathing, doing nothing. There were a few times she tried to commit suicide, but thankfully I was always there to stop her. It made me worried so much so I had her under my care.

"Jihyo-yah. Eat this. I made this for you." I put the tray on the desk beside her bed. She was still laying down on her bed, under the blanket. I pulled the blank