-Na Eun pov-

I have spent two weeks alone with Jimin and...

Why do I feel so sad?

I came here with only one motive; to forget everything and move on, with a new life, live a new life with Jimin.

Now Jimin is my boyfriend....

But....

Why... don't I feel happy?

As if, I don't even want to be his, but my mouth just said 'yes'

Why don't I feel... as happy as I was with Jungkook.

At the thought of Jungkook, my tears threatened to fall remembering the last image of him: being restrained by the guards, staring helplessly at me.

"Na Eun?"

I jumped at my seat and looked at Jimin.

He looked at me worriedly and sighed.

"I've called you so many times, what were you thinking about?"

I laughed and shook my head.

"Your food is getting cold." Jimin pointed out.

I nodded and took a spoonful of rice and shove it into my mouth.

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Jimin and I sat on the couch and watched the television.

Is... this what I want?

Why am I even here?

What just happened....

As I thought back on the things that I've been through,  I curled up and slowly trembled as my tears fell.

"Na... Na Eun? What happened?" Jimin said as he moved closer to me.

I hid my face with my hands.

Why? Why did I realise it now when I have done everything?

I don't want this, why did I even run away?

I'm only using Jimin, taking advantage of him... when I don't even want to be with him.

The person I truly want to be with...

Is the person I ran away from.

"Na Eun! Look at me!" Jimin said as he pulled my hand away and looked into my eyes.

"What happened?" He softened.

I cried harder as I looked at him.

"Jimin, I... I'm so sorry...." I managed to choke out.

Jimin just looked at me blankly and loosened his grasp on my hands.

"I'm so sorry...." I said again.

Jimin sighed and moved away from me.

I looked at him and took his arm.

"If I.. can't bring myself to live here for two weeks, I.... can't possibly live here with you forever." I said.

Jimin