Kim Taehyung's POV

I hop around the practice room then grab my bag as we finished our choreography for Spring Day, I flash my perfected V sign as Jimin shouts my name. I don't have the time to play around tonight, I have a date with the most beautiful girl in the world and I don't want to be late.

Before I could get to the elevators, a familiar hand touch my shoulder. I sigh then turn around, "what? What?"

He looks me up and down then shakes his head, "I should just punch you. In the face."

I roll my eyes at him then step into the elevator as the doors open. The others join us, ignoring Jimin and I as we push and shove each other playfully. 

"Taehyung-ah, it's your turn to clean the dorm, don't forget."

I sigh at Seokjin hyung's reminder, "I'll do it when I get back. I have plans."

Jungkook scoffs softly, "he's not coming back tonight then."

I roll my eyes at the maknae but refrain from hitting him. When the doors finally open, I'm the first to exit, but to my surprise, Mi Na-ah's nowhere to be found.

That's weird, she said she would meet me in the lobby after we're finished. I pull out my phone just to double check my text messages. 

"Oppa, I'll be waiting for you in the lobby. I love you ❤️"

I pocket my phone then turn to the members, "everyone else is gone for the night. Right?"

They all nod their heads at my question. I take my phone from my pocket once more then dial her number, but when it kept going to voicemail I knew something was off, "she's not answering." 

Namjoon hyung then reaches for his phone and quickly put it to his ear, "yes hyung. Have you seen Mi Na-ssi by any chance? Oh, alright. Yes."

He looks at me then shakes his head, "the rest of you can go ahead, I'll stay behind until she shows up."

They all vocally protest at once, "let's all split up and search for her. The building's not that big, we'll find her in no time."

Hoseok hyung smiles warmly at me then runs off towards the stairs. The others all head in different directions, except for Jimin who places his arm around my shoulders and escorts me to the elevators. 

"Ya, Tae-Tae, stop worrying. I'm sure she's fine, she probably fell asleep in the studio waiting for you. Let's look there first." 

I nod my head at him but remain silent for a while, "she called me oppa," I whisper softly. 

Jimin looks at me with raised eyebrows, "come again." 

I tighten my grip on the strap of my backpack, "I just knew something was off, she has never called me oppa. I could tell she was crying from her swollen eyes but she has allergies so I didn't...I didn't think." 

As soon as the elevator doors open I rush to the studio only to find it empty. I run my fingers through my hair in frustration then pull out my phone once more. 

"The person you are trying to reach is currently-" I angrily hang up. "This doesn't make any sense," I sigh. 

"The members haven't found her either. Taehyung-ah, maybe we should return to the dorm, she could be there. Maybe her phone died so she can't pick up." 

I shake my head, "her car." 

I don't explain any further as I dash out of the studio in a rush, I can hear Jimin's footsteps behind mine as we run to the elevator. The ride to the underground parking lot seems to take forever, but when we get there, the only parked vehicle is a blue 2016 Jeep Grand Cherokee.

I know the make and model very well, when we were in New York Mi Na-ah told me about the car she owns but hardly drives. I step closer to the car, in hopes of finding her asleep in the backseat or something, but all hope flies out the window as I peep into an empty veh