Jimin's POV "Hyung, the cover that we made was trending." I tried to smile as Jungkook danced in front of us while we stay on the living room. "We don't talk anymore We don't talk anymore We don't talk anymore Like we used to do We don't laugh anymore What was all of it for? Oh, we don't talk anymore Like we used to do." A smile escaped on my lips as Taehyung joined Jungkook as they happily dance in front of us. Jin hyung was laughing his off as he watch the two trying to pull a salsa while singing the same song. "Yah, you two are really weird." Namjoon hyung chuckle as he records the two. We just came back from our concert in Japan. "Tsk, when will you two ever grow up?" I mutter as I shake my head. "Yah Jimin hyung, we're both taller than you in case you forgot." Jungkook teased and I heard our hyungs doubled in laughter. I threw the pillow on my side in Jungkook's direction. To my dismay, Jungkook was able to catch it and ended up making faces towards my direction. I rolled my eyes on him. This kid. "I'm taller now!" I chuckled as I scroll down through my phone checking out Twitter feeds. My brows furrowed when my eyes landed on a video of me in Japan. I felt my stomach churn as I watch a clip of our concert where my eyes were getting teary. I didn't know the camera clearly caught that. My hands automatically acted as I scroll down and read the comments. "Jimin must have felt overwhelm now that they are finally able to perform in such a big dome. congrats!" "I'm crying out of happiness! They are finally so successful. This is definitely their era. Stop crying Jimin-ah!" I felt a lump stuck on my throat. I can clearly remember that exact moment the camera captured I was thinking about her, Park Chaeyoung, and how she broke my heart. Just thinking about it makes me feel like I'm about to explode. My fist balled in anger. I did everything for her. I tried my best to avoid anyone she's getting jealous with so she won't feel upset. Every bit of moment that I felt happy, I share with her. Because I thought that's how it should be. I want to share my memories with her. I didn't know she had a different plan. A plan that doesn't include me. That time when we both fell asleep on her bed, I thought everything will be fine. If I only knew that it would be the last time I would be able to feel her warmth with mine, I shouldn't have let her go from my arms. I shouldn't have left while she was still sleeping. And now she's no longer mine