Jimin's POV
I knew it was stupid and immature of me to have just left Ara alone like that when Jungkook messaged her and I knew what I was about to do now was also stupid and immature. But seemingly, Jungkook had been born with the ability to take things away from me and I had hoped with all that I had that Ara would be an exception but...who was I kidding? He's younger, taller, more handsome and talented than me. I would choose him too. 

Nevertheless, when I saw his arms around Ara, my heart felt like it had been torn apart before my eyes. I felt like I had been drained dry of every single bit of hope I ever had in life. My plastic bottle of water slipped out of my hand, the sonorous music echoing throughout the almost empty building. The water spilled and spread unevenly on the smooth, grey ground, triggering my dark memories. 

The innocent China cup fell to the floor, shattering in all different directions and sending the water onto our feet but neither of us moved. My heart and brain for confused and in pain. Silently, Ara turned to leave the kitchen but I took a step forward and wrapped my arms around her, her head colliding with my chest. As she closed her eyes, tears smoothly rolled out of her eyes and onto my hoodie and while our heartbeats became in sync I seemed to be able to read her mind.

'What's wrong?' I finally whispered into her ear, breaking the silence. Somehow, that triggered more of her precious tears, which landed onto my ho