Society is trying to tell us, that changing our opinions is bad, irresponsible and it shows our stupidity. My question is why? Why can't I like a band which I didn't like before? Why can't I like a book, which I hated as a child? Why can't I like someone, who I thought I never will? Isn't it better to change our opinion than stubbornly repeat the same thing?

Because most conflicts arise from the human stubbornness.

Jungkook didn't change my opinion about men in general. He is just one and only. I changed my opinion only about him. It doesn't erase the men's actions which made me suffer for such a long time. But I don't want to be like that… I don't want to be stubborn.

The absolute silence in my room was interrupted by a short beep from my phone. I stretched my hand and tried to find it without opening my eyes. Great. I have it.

I slowly unlocked my screen to find his short message.

'Did you come home safely?' I can't believe it.

'No… The bus ran over me. I am laying in hospital right now. And you?' I clicked on 'sent' and excitedly waited for his reply.

'No. A huge meteorit fell next to our house. I am laying in hospital too. Wanna meet up?' Absurd. What are we even doing?

'I'm on the life support… '

'Does it mean no?'

'I have to write an essay and prepare for a test, but what about Monday?'

'Ok. Monday. I can't wait.'

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Waking up into beautiful Sunday morning, I feel so different. Almost as another person. Ahreum is still sleeping while I'm trying to write my essay. But it is hard to concentrate. My mind is everywhere but here. It's already half an hour and all I have is the title and first paragraph.

“I can't write! I just can't.” Oh… I said it out loud. Ahreum turned to the other side and slowly opened her eyes. She looked like she can kill me with her gaze.

“What time is it?” she said with her sleepy but undeniably angry voice.

“Almost 10. It's not my fault you are coming home at 3.”

“At least I'm not sleeping at some stranger's house.”

“Yeah… You are sleeping at Seokjin's.”

“Excuse me! He is my boyfriend.”

“Must be great.” I said sarcastically while she just frowned and started doing something at her phone.

“How was the concert?” she asked after a while. Do I want to tell her the details? I think it will wait.

“Great. But you won't believe who was their bassist.”

“Bassist? Don't tell me that...”

“Yes. It was Brian.” she covered in surprise

“You're kidding, right?”

“No… Hundred percent him.”

“That's just… crazy. Did you talk?”

“No… After the concert ended, every member came to us except him. I don't need to think twice to find the reason why.” I sighted. “But during the concert, he smiled at me even while Jungkook...” oh.

“Even while Jungkook what?”

“Even while Jungkook… was standing next to me.” she looked at me doubtfully. “Yeah. He smiled at me, so he's probably okay.”

“And what about you two?”

“It was… fine.”

“I want to meet him soon. When will I have that privilege?”

“I will think about it.” she started laughing after hearing my answer.

“When you will finally decide, send me an email.”

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(Monday)

“Oh.. Eunseo.” I almost forgot about this girl. Now she is standing in front of me with a wide small on her face. I didn't realize it before, but she is really pretty. She has a perfect face and one would turn around if she walked in front of him.

“Yerim unni! Wanna go for a coffee?” she came to me and linked her arm with mine. Unni? She is calling me Unni? We know each other for like 10 minutes. And I don't even know if she's younger.

“I had one in the morning.”

“Then… Bubble tea?” I was trying to come with some good excuse but her “I'm buying.” stopped me. Free bubble tea. Maybe I'm too desperate.

We haven't really talked. Okay. Maybe only I. She has told me a lot. About her field of study, dreams, friends she can't call friends, ruined relationships... I was mostly just nodding or telling her my opinions.

She actually sounds a lot smarter than she looks like. And I'm not trying to insult her by that. But it was still weird that this girl came to me and made her therapist out of myself.
“Do you hav