One day you were feeling every low. In a mood to kill anyone who would dare to lay eyes on you. You just wanted to run away from this world. Far from home, school, studies far from this place. ALONE in peace.
"I should talk to Emma she will lighten my mood"
You called Emma thrice she didn't pick up. So you decided to text her
Y/n- Hey gurl where are you?
After 45 mins
Emma- At Hobi's house call you later.
Y/n-ok
Contradiction to what you expected she didn't call. It hurt you like hell. The person who was ypur best friend since childhood ignore you because of her months boyfriend.
"Will Jin be free"
You texted Jin to meet up. He didn't see your message for hours.You felt terrible as if somebody stabbed in your back. This made it worse. You felt more like a loser detached from everyone else
It was not only for one day, it became a daily routine. Emma and Hobi ignored you and Jin either gave you monosyllable answers or never saw them. Slowly and slowly you were understanding that they used you. Now you hated being around anyone. If someone tried to have a conversation with you, your immediate reaction would be snappy and rude.
Pre-finals arrived as fast as a bullet train. Stress was on your tips. Children of your age were getting anxiety attacks due to such a vast syllabus. Expected by the teacher that y'll must absorb all your books. Burning the midnight everyone was suffering the same situation. Not only Relationships were breaking,but also friends were showing their true colors. They all talked of love but never preached it
You were also the part of this crowd although there was a dissimilarity.
You believed someone will be permanent in your life. That person was Namjoon. When everyone showed their backs even Emma and Hobi in supporting during your bad low days he was right in front of you. He insisted on meeting whenever you felt low as texting he considered something to out of touch. Even in your family matters he tried to persuade you that your parents are only your well wishers.
Namjoon was also in his teens which meant he also suffered from the same trauma. Despite having a heart made of rock he would come to you and cry his heart aloud. Same shit. Even he lost his close ones even he was lost somewhere. Apart from all he had you. He trusted you deeply. He had faith that you are someone without a mask who truly understands him. Someone not temporary someone who could really rely on.