Reality is a burden and love is the cure.  A minjoon type of dear john story.  "Jimin, I'm sorry.. I'll be there before you know it. He means nothing." - 'park jimin,  are you truly living?'

He had jumped. The cold bit at his skin and the salt found its way into his eyes. It wasn't like how he imagined. He didn't feel satisfied watching the sky fade as he sunk. He wanted to turn back. He didn't want this anymore. The arms were welcoming, he didn't have the strength to fight them off anyway.

My vision was blurred from tears. Tears? Why am I crying? I had the sudden realization that I had been attacked by something undeniably huge and terrifying. I look in the distance to see 4 people. Majestic. They are fighting the thing that attacked me. But for what? I have to find out. Curse my curious blood, I just must know. Why are they fighting for me?