It's funny...looking back at how close we were. I never would've guessed that we could have broken apart over something so small.

Have you been thinking of me HyoSang? I actually have been thinking of you...

Perhaps we just couldn't be..

Quickly, I shake my head and then I get scolded by the noona doing my make-up. We're about to perform and I can't even focus on the performance.

I sighed as I made a judgement about myself. I knew I shouldn't be torturing myself about the past but I can't help it. Silently, I slide the ring off my finger and put it in my pocket.

HyoSang, I still love you.

It should be wrong but, I can't find it in me to stop.

I got up from the chair when the noona had finished. I walked to a clear space and started practicing the choreography for our comeback stage. Which was in about thirty minutes.

Twenty minutes later and I was mad at myself for messing up at a certain part that nearly all of Bangtan has shown me how to do.

The only person who hasn't said anything grabs my arm and drags me out of the room.

"SeokJin, what the heck is wrong with you? You're so off right now that I really am thinking about making you stay behind this time," NamJoon said. I lowered my head. I felt his fingers on my chin and make me look up at him. "SeokJin, look, I just don't want you to get distracted..."

"I know. I am the oldest."

"That's a horrible excuse and you know it."

I sighed and looked him in the eyes. The sad part was that I knew he was right. "Right, I'll go back and actually concentrate properly..." I turned to go back when I felt his hand on my wrist.

"Wait..."

"What is i-" I looked back at him and my eyes widened as I felt his lips on mine.