Yoona's POV I sigh as I watch Taehyung from afar. He was sitting in front of an urn. His best friend's urn. Apparently, the last task that my aunt was talking about was for him to face his fear. It all started with her, his bestfriend. He loved his bestfriend too much but she hated him in the end. She was battling with depression and her being closed to him had become a factor on why some people were bullying her. You know how there are some weird and insecure people who doesn't have anything good to do with their lives. Until now, I don't understand why she needs to be hated because of being close to an idol. Was it jealousy? Taehyung didn't know about it initially but she ended up blaming Taehyung for everything. I knew the girl probably didn't mean to but of course, I can't imagine what she's been going through that time especially since Taehyung isn't aware of what's happening to her then. I bit my lip after I saw Taehyung crying. I can't hear what he is saying but it was clear that he's having a breakdown. No matter how much I'd like to run into his arms and hug him, I can't. After our little drama at my aunt's office earlier, we barely even talked on our way to the columbarium. I don't know what our status is right now and my heart is restless. I feel like he still cares for me but it's obvious that he'd been avoiding me. He was even a little distant when we arrive at the columbarium as if he was afraid that someone would see us together. Is he ashamed of me? I flinched as I heard him whimper. My hands automatically covered my lips as I stare at his current state. He was bawling his eyes out. My heart shattered into pieces as I hear him cry. He was hurting so much. "Taehyung..." I whispered. This so heartbreaking. He must have held all these tears for so long and he was finally able to release all of it. I decided to call Jimin. I don't think Taehyung can do this alone. And this time, no matter how much I'd love to stand beside him, I don't think it's my place to do that. He had been hurting for so long. I heard someone answered at the first ring as if the person was waiting for my call all along. "Yoona, is there something wrong?" I smile at his worried tone. Ever since we'd made up, he'd been the best cousin ever and I appreciate him taking care of me a lot. However, this time, I think a different person needs his help more. "No. I'm fine. But," I looked at Taehyung and sigh. "Taehyung needs you. He needs all of you right now." I heard the other line went silent and soon enough, Jin oppa's voice was heard on the other line. "Is there something wrong?" he sounded worried. "Where are you?" Namjoon added. "Is he okay?" Hobi chimed in. A sigh escaped my lips. "He's not fine and he needs you." I told them as I added the address of the columbarium. "Okay, just stay with him and we'll be right there." Yoongi stated. "Yoona?" I heard Jimin call. "Yes?" "How about you? Are you really okay?" My voice seemed stock at my lungs as no sound escaped my lips. I felt my throat hurting as I try not to cry. "Yoona-yah.." Jimin whispered probably now aware of my current state. "Oppa..." I muttered as my voice cracked. After hearing my voice, I heard him sigh. He knew. I never call Jimin oppa. "I'll be there." he muttered and the line was cut off. Because of this, I can no longer stop myself from crying. All the pain that I've been keeping, it all went down on me. I had never asked for love. Not even once. But then again, I guess it's my fault for getting into this situation. I mean, I was just supposed to go and work at our store but then I had an episode with Sarah which leads to me meeting her broth