Hold. Tip. Spin. Land. Repeat.

You have been doing it for the past few hours. The routine had people giving you weird looks. On the outside, you looked like the perfectionist trying to make everything right but really, you were struggling a lot to make the movements smooth.

As you struggled alone, your mind wasn't idle either. It was trying to distract you with memories you wanted so desperately to disappear. They keep coming, persistently hammering at your concentration. You couldn't keep them at bay much, and they were making you reach your limit fast.

A moment unguarded had you falter and your left leg gave way, making you fall to the floor with a loud thump. A jolt of pain shot through your thighs, making you cry out in pain. "Yah yah yah." a voice said worriedly, his hands coming to help you up. His eyes looked you up and down, checking for any injuries. You could still see the poorly concealed pity within his irises and you pushed him away with a sigh.

Without his support, you fell once again to the floor. He looked at you and sighed. Squatting down, he gave you a glare and lifted you up, bridal style. You weakly struggled to against him as he picked up your belongings and went out of the door.

"Bring me back." you said with a calm tone. He ignored you and continued his way down the corridor. "I said, bring me back." This time your voice was tinged with a desperate hint of panic. He stopped in his steps. "Why, Y/N? Why can't you stop?"

"Jimin, you know why." You looked at him. His face was a mask of sadness, with his eyes earnestly staring back. "Why can't you forget?" he countered, his gaze intensifying. You looked away, refusing to meet his eyes. The incident, was indeed your fault. If you hadn't been so careless. If you just did observe. If you had given him the time to tell everything. If you wasn't driven by emotions. If you-

"Y/N!" Jimin's voice brought you back. His eyes were staring back at the you who was