—MINJEONG—

I was finishing tidying the covers on the mattress that had been installed in Jimin's bedroom after much debate. Her parents wanting to originally settle me in the guest room but to Jimin's protests, they had agreed to let me sleep in her room, only if I was sleeping in a separate even though Jimin had a king-size bed. It really didn't matter to me. The fact that I was still even in the house was already enough to bless my heart.

The girls had left after the argument, making sure everything would be alright. Somi was still a little hopeful for a fight and that kind of started to worry me. I don't think I had any place to say anything to her but I would surely talk about it with Jimin.

I lifted my head to her level as she was sitting on the bed watching me. Her parents had finally left the room. The idea of us in the same room was still troublesome for them but Jimin just bluntly told them that it wasn't like we were going to have in there. Which I got to say made me blush immensely and which made her parents even the more uncomfortable but understanding. 

They had told me what my parents did at the hospital when we left and I knew it was why Jimin was looking at me since then with a deep attention.

They had finally completely given up on me. They couldn't handle it anymore. They talked about trashing my room and throwing all of my belongings away. They said I shouldn't have had existed and that sentence put Jimin's parents in shock. Those words made them realized that's not what they wanted to do to their daughter. They almost lost her and that thought was unbearable to them. It made them questioned their intention and beliefs.

It didn't hurt me as much as I thought it would. Maybe because I always knew deep down that it would happen. Hope had always been false. But I was glad that that made her parents realized what was happening to them and to Jimin. If the bad things that were happening to me could help her, I would suffer every day.

The corners of my lips rose as I saw her concerned expression. She smiled back shyly, adverted briefly her gaze to the open door. Because God forbid what we could have done if it was close.

"How are you feeling?" I got up and softly sat on the edge of her bed.

She cocked my head to the side. "I should be the one to ask you that?"

I chuckled, "I guess... I expected it because I don't really feel bad." I took a deep breath, "Before the accident, I talked to you a lot about how much I wanted to leave. I told you that the second I'll have my diploma, I'll leave this city and find a job. You said that—" I couldn't help but smile, "You said that I should find a job where you'll go to college so we will be together."

She snorted, "Sounds like the girl in the diary."

It was still weird to me how she referred about her past self like it was a complete other person but it was what it was for her I guessed. For me, for us, it was different. She had her body, her face, her expressions, her voice but when she talked it was... a new person.

She put her hand on mine, our eyes met. "I... really want to get to know you more, Minjeong-ah. I know I love you. That much I know of but we only got to know each other briefly. God, I don't even know your favorite ice cream flavor."

"Mint Chocolate."

Her eyes widened, "Really?"

"Yeah, you never understood why." I laughed.

A knock a the door made our heads snapped in its direction. Jimin's mom came in with an empathetic smile, her eyes fell on our linked hands, she inhaled deeply and cleared before she looked at me.

"My husband went to get your belongings."

"Thank you."

"It's normal," she replied, looking around the room visibly nervous. "I'm sorry for what we put you two through."

"Mom," Jimin let out.

"No, Sweetie.." she shook her head. "I should have never treated you like that, nor you Minjeong."

Jimin slowly got up and went to hug her. I wanted to join them but I thought it might be too much.

Maybe everything will be ok now.

—JIMIN—

My dad had came back with Minjeong's belongings. Her parents had told him to get rid of her, that she was a cancer that couldn't be eradicated. Thankfully, he wasn't agreeing with their say and Minjeong wasn't even affected by it no more. The only words coming out of were, "As excepted". It angered me how they could treat her that way yet I knew now that they would leave her alone definitely. They wouldn't hurt her anymore and that was a small consolation.

After she had left to take a shower, I heard her call my brother and curiosity got the best of my condition. I limped my way to the door, staying at the doorframe. Taeyong oppa had his hand on the