*JungKook's POV*

I haven't seen that in the last three months, and the first time I see her again, she ing punched me. 

Shaking my head, I wrote down notes. I can't believe how much she changed. Sighing, I gave up on my notes. There's no point, since my head was spinning.

Now I have Yoongi Hyung against me. I've never seen her this violent. Putting my head in my arms, I groaned. What did I do?

Feeling a tap on my hand, I looked up. Taehyung had a blank expression and slowly passed me a note. I gave him a curious look and opened it. 

'What do you think of Choo?'

Snorting, I went to reply. Before my response, I saw a drop of water on my hand. And the scary thing is, my hands were shaking. Seeing more drops of tears on my hand and the table, I ran out of the classroom.

I ing messed it all up.

I never should have believed him.

Why did she do this to me?

Why didn't I listen to her?

These thoughts were endlessly running through my mind, tormenting me. I need to fix this. I need my best friend. I need... I need...  A heart-whenching sob left my mounth. Stumbling, I let myself cry. 

I miss those days. Life was bearable. Letting out my sobs, I thought of my family. She was always there when I left my house. I even miss Taehyung's laugh.

Taehyung was like my brother. Now he doesn't like me anymore! He was like a flower in a world full of rubble.