Jisoo's POV "Where are you? Please answer your phone..." I whispered to myself, feeling down as I worry about him. It has been three hours but he's still not home and it seems like, nobody knows where his location is. The boys had no choice but to tell their managers as well. They tried to call their friends but to no avail, nobody knows where he is. I am so worried about him. He'd never done this before. Normally, he's the one who's checking on the others because he's the oldest. After more than twenty failed attempts of getting connected on the other line, I gave up and put my phone down. Maybe he's doing something important. I tried to cheer up myself. However, my tears seems to have a mind of its own because it won't stop streaming down my face. Why does it feels like all I did was to cry these past few weeks? What happened in the living room had shaken the boys a little so I told my brother that I'm alright and I just needed some rest. Then, I went back to my room in silence and locked the door. I don't really want anyone to disturb me. The truth is, I just want to be all alone. I just want some peace and quiet. It feels like all I have been with the boys is a burden. My heart aches when I noticed how uneasy the boys have been when I came in. I don't like to see the pity look on their eyes. I know that they cared about me. They are so loving and I can't bear to out everything down on their shoulders. The boys did not do anything wrong at all. It's not their fault these things are happening to me. Everything that had happened are consequences of every decisions and actions that I made. Of course now, I can see that I made some poor ones but I will never say that I have regrets. A lot of things had changed in my life after they came. I don't want to act like someone who is being bullied. I don't want people to fight for me