I got home and the minute I opened the door, I saw Jimin already there. I nodded to acknowledge his presence and sat on the floor to relieve my stress and exhaustion from the day.

"Jina I'm leaving. I found an apartment nearby. I left the address on the fridge. Bye"

He stomped out of the house with his stuff, and I got up to stop him. I should feel bad, but instead I just felt really angry.

"Why? Because I have a boyfriend? Because I'm not dating you? Because your greedy? I have a life too, and with that I have choices!!!" I yelled at him

He walked up to me and grabbed my waist and pulled me into him. He turned my head and touched the hickeys I had tried to cover up by opening my hair.

"Because of this. Your 'choices' " he roughly said. He let go and stomped away.

I dropped and started to cry. He came back and lifted my head by my chin.

"Stop crying. You know I can't see you cry. I know what you have in mind and I don't wanna be played by you anymore. If you had even started to love me back, you wouldn't have said yes to Taehyung. You played. I payed."

He left and he left me crying, and sobbing, whispering prayers that he changes his mind and comes back. My Jiminnie, I need him back. Please, god please give him back to me. I cried and cried until I felt I couldn't cry anymore. 

I opened my Mac, and saw a new notification from Mr. Jung on our class website. It read:

Hey class, We have an ex