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When I walk down the street

I accidentally saw your man

Yea I saw him

The two long-legged ninjas hurriedly stepped down from their beloved ninjas. It was already late, and in their hearts they thought that they would definitely have to skip breakfast again. But then my damn eyes suddenly became nosy and saw something that looked very familiar.

I don't want to believe it either.

But where did my hunch go wrong?

I told you

I narrowed my eyes at the person who had just arrived at the motorcycle parking lot at the school. He was disembarking from a red CBR. to go to the purpose

Same with me.. Yes, he will go get rice.

It's not wearing the ring you gave it.

It's walking with another woman who isn't you.

But it's not very strange. Just the person mentioned above was accompanied by a small man. Moreover, the two of them walked side by side before separating in front of the school cooperative.

But I don't want to say anything else.

I don't wanna hurt you

“Huh.”

I laughed softly in my throat at the disgusting sight before me that I could see in front of my eyes. I quickly turned around and found my usual place before going to buy breakfast to eat to survive another day.

What is this thing that makes you angry at me?

why?

From the first lesson of the day The little guy sitting next to me and next to the window. Irritability that doesn't seem like it will go away easily. When I asked him what happened Of course, it's the same old story over and over again. Hoseok's Yoongi brother

And said he wasn't that kind of person.

Sure you right

When I listened to what Hoseok said Everything became clear. Everyone came to tell Hoseok stories like this. But he still couldn't argue with the words that no matter what, Yoongi hyung loved him alone.. Hearing this, I accidentally said that I saw it with my own eyes this morning.

Hoseok was silent for a moment.

Seeing the pain in your eyes

I can only say that I must have remembered the wrong person.

I looked at the little man beside me. Its big eyes began to fill with tears. You could see how much he resisted the urge to cry in front of his friends. Seeing this, I feel guilty that my mouth went out before my brain could think of anything. I opened my mouth and made an excuse that I must have misjudged him. It's probably not your boyfriend.

Yes! I lied

I'm sorry

Big lies fell from my mouth. I lie just to make you smile. Lie to make him stop crying. I lie to make the person I love happy. Even though it doesn't seem like a good way to do it. But at a time like this, it's probably the only way that the basic problem can be solved in my opinion.

I hate that you don't understand me.

I hate having to wait like this.

When it comes to the subject that is a leisurely class period. Enough to sleep and study. Hoseok fell asleep on the table. But his white face was still visible from the arm he was using to support him. I sat with my chin on my back and looked with my eyes closed and didn't know anything.. I looked from the round eyes that were closed. The tip of his nose was slightly red from sitting and crying just now. Clear cheeks that were still stained with tear stains and pink lips that were open enough to show the row of beautifully arranged white teeth inside.

Let go of his hand.

'Cause whenever you're in pain

Slender fingers brushed the tear stains on the soft cheeks. While thinking about something idly in his mind I can only wonder when this little person will stop being sad. Will Hoseok know that there is still someone waiting for him here? Not far from each other at all. We were next to each other almost all the time, even when I saw Hoseok's tears..

I felt like I was going to die.

That bastard did something that I couldn't do?

Why can't I have you and not love you?

The school bell sounded in the 4th period. It is an indicator of time for students and teachers to know that it is time for lunch. I quickly grabbed my school bag and walked out with Hoseok as usual. When it was beyond the door frame I saw the person who had come to sit in front of me and wait, so he didn't say anything. Hoseok walked towards the bastard as if I didn't even exist.

The two of them walked in the lead without paying much attention to me. Okay, I'm fine.

That bastard doesn't love you.

How long do you want to cry like a fool like this?

After I finished buying lunch, I returned to my usual seat in the cafeteria. I looked up to see where Hoseok had gone to buy rice. We'll wait to eat together. But whether I'll be able to eat it in the next life or not, I don't know. Because the people are so dense and heavy Oh my god, every time I study English, I'm late. Oh my gosh, I didn't even have time to say much, Hoseok came down and sat across from me with basil fried rice and his favorite fried chicken.

Whenever talking about it

You look so happy

 you look happy 

I sat and listened to the chattering voice of the little man who had been speaking ever since I sat down at the table. The noise became quiet sometimes because Hoseok ate while he was eating. But it doesn't make its cuteness decrease in the slightest. But it was annoying that everything Hoseok said was about that damn Yoongi..

It's good that you're happy.

I'm happy

I ate while listening to Hoseok until my plate was empty. I sat and looked at the other person's face when I didn't notice. It's so cute that.. I accidentally smile and look like I'm turning crazy. Every time Hoseok talks about that person He will be so happy that he will smile and talk. I also have a doubt in my heart that in our relationship Will there ever be a time when I can make Hoseok smile as much as he did?

You say you love it so much

I want to live with it for the rest of my life.

“Namjoon, Yoongi hyung is cute, right? ”

" ... um "

“I think he's cute. ”

“So?”

“He also said that this evening he will have bingsugu as well. Let's go together? ”

“Oh, if you want me to go, I'm a dog, haha.”

“Oh, that's it. I forgot to think about it. Next time, let's go together, Namjoon.”

“Um, okay.”

You trust it all.

I don't know what to say no more

Dueng!

The sound of the application ringing loudly during a very boring afternoon class. It caught my attention quite a bit as I quickly flicked my thumb across and opened the app to see who had sent the message.

Your friends know it well.

 yep they know

I quickly darkened the screen so that the person next to me couldn't see the message inside. What was sent were a lot of pictures and gossip about Taehyung that were annoying. But I myself like it quite a bit. Unconsciously, a smile twitched at the corner of his mouth when he saw that every message that was said was a curse on Yoongi.

It's obvious, but why can't you see it?

 It's you

Taehyung, Hoseok and me, the three of us are close friends. It's like saying that Taehyung is a tiger. He studies in a different class. So had to stay in another room instead. We were so close that when I looked into his eyes I knew my heart.

Of course Taehyung knows that I like Hoseok. It didn't say anything. But just Taehyung doesn't like Yoongi like I don't like him either. Having said that, don't call me not liking it at all..

It would be better to call it "hate".

Some people say that love is blind.

Oh, my love, you are completely blind.

The picture that was sent To others, it might look like a normal couple picture. But for me it's not. It was a picture of Yoongi lovingly wrapping his arms around the shoulders and ruffling the hair of the same small man from that morning. I remember it well, it was Park Jimin. My eyes glanced at Hoseok who was intently writing down his work. And I can only pray in my heart and hope that..

Please, please, break up with it.

I hate that you don't understand me at all.

I hate having to wait like this. Break up with it.

Now is the time to finish school. Students gradually returned home. But probably except for Hoseok. He hurriedly packed up his things and left the room before the teacher had ordered class to end. Just a stupid bingsu eating date with that damn Yoongi. Do you have to be in such a hurry? Oh, I'm annoyed.

'Cause whenever you're in pain

I felt like I was going to die.

He grabbed his trusty helmet and put it on his head. Long, slender legs, stepping astride a large motorcycle. He turned the key and started the car loudly before speeding out of the school. The eyes of the students in that area all looked in the same direction. Damn, the sound of the pipes of a car or a long boat was very loud.

What's good about that bastard?

Why don't you choose me?

Pictures along the way that passed quickly Even though the eyes are staring at But inside his head he was not concentrating on it in the slightest. Looking at it like it's something past and gone His brain rewinds images of Jung Hoseok over and over without stopping. Can't help but feel sad.

That bastard doesn't love you at all.

How long do you want to cry like a fool like this?

Why? Why does it have to be Yoongi? Why can't it be me who can't replace him? These sentences were repeated as well as the images of

Hoseok, is it a car? So what? Do I have love? Of course, I have Hoseok as much as anyone. This type of thinking has been there all the way from leaving school until reaching the intended destination. I parked the car before quickly running to wherever I thought the cutie might be.

Luxurious cars, fancy clothes, good restaurants.

It suits you best.

Okay, I wasn't wrong. I met Hoseok standing by the fountain in the middle of the mall playing with his cell phone. All around him was filled with the atmosphere of various dessert booths. No matter how cute the work is decorated, It still couldn't compete with the person standing there. His eyes looked up, as if waiting for someone. I hid under the escalator so it wouldn't be too interesting.

Except for that bastard standing next to you.

It doesn't suit you at all. Not at all.

That heart-shaped smile was displayed on his face. I like that smile. But it wasn't now or ever that Hoseok smiled at Yoongi. My eyes were fixed on both of them. Looks like they're a good match, meaning how cute he is with Hoseok. And Yoongi's good looks and coolness It's not the love of the two of you.

A fake smile like that

When caressing your face and hair

Long fingers smoothed out the bangs that were covering Hoseok's eyes. Before moving his white palm down to gently squeeze the soft cheek. Min Yoongi smiled at the small man in front of him and held his hand as he walked towards the dessert shop that had been arranged.

It was definitely thinking about another woman.

It would probably do bad things like that.

I followed the two of them silently. It seems like Hoseok isn't the only one visiting here. Yoongi seemed to see something as I did. Yes, Jimin was walking towards the two of them. But it was still nosy. He turned and smiled at Hoseok as if nothing had happened. Huh.

I will be better to you than you shed tears for me.

The pain you keep to yourself

Please share it with me.

Jimin inserted himself, linking his arm between Yoongi and Hoseok. Therefore making it easy for Hoseok to fall outside. Hoseok looked at the pictures with confused eyes. Yoongi looked at the two sweet faces in turn as if thinking about what he should do about the incident. Before Yoongi could open his mouth to make an excuse. Hoseok immediately asked.

“What is it, Yoongi hyung? Who is this little one?”

“I have to be the one to ask you more. What are you doing with my girlfriend?"

“What did you say just now?”

Hoseok's brow furrowed even more in confusion when he heard the newcomer say that Yoongi was his girlfriend. Jimin pulled himself away from his strong arms and stood in front of Hoseok. A small hand was raised to show off the silver ring on her ring finger. It was the same ring that Hoseok wore. But the silver ring had small letters engraved on it: “

YG&JM ”

For someone with good eyesight like Hoseok, he probably wouldn't miss seeing something like this.

“Please listen and open your eyes and watch. That Yoongi hyung belongs to me, I understand.”

“That's enough, Jimin.”

“Huh, and you don't have to put your dirty hands on my girlfriend again. Disgusting.”

“Isn't it true, Yoongi-hyung? Hey, Yoongi hyung, answer Hoseok.”

The sound of sobbing began to grow louder. Luckily, the area they were in was still adjacent to the parking lot. There aren't many people crowding around. Hoseok walked up to Yoongi and slowly raised the white hand that held the ring to look at. Clear tears instantly filled his round eyes. When it was discovered that the ring Yoongi was wearing was the same type that he wore with him.

But the letters engraved on it were Yoongi and Jimin's names. It's not his name anymore.

“Why? You told me!!! ”

Hoseok placed his hand on his shoulder before shaking it, expecting an answer. The white figure was silent and didn't say anything. Jimin pulled Hoseok away from Yoongi. His palm raised, ready to slap Hoseok in the face. I saw this and rushed to intervene before being slapped loudly in the face. My brain is shaking.

My face slowly turned around. My eyes didn't even focus on the owner of that palm. But he was the one who was the cause of that stupid thing standing there.

Min Yoongi

There was no response from Park Jimin. He was stunned and looked at his hands that were trembling with anger, but he was still confused as to where the hell this bastard came from.

Seeing that the other party was quiet, I pushed him into the shoulder until Jimin's face fell open. Some bodies staggered and almost fell. Min Yoongi saw this and came to support him with good intentions, but my strong hands grabbed the collar of his shirt first. A heavy fist cocked upwards before landing squarely on the cheekbone.

“Namjoon!! do not !! "

He didn't even hear Hoseok yelling to stop him. The palm that was clenched into a fist had already rammed into Yoongi's face several times. There were some moments when that side returned punches. Just for a moment and then he let me pound his body without stopping. Fishy blood splattered all over the student's shirt.

I looked at Yoongi harshly. Punching each punch into the face with the wound in my heart that had been buried inside all along. For a moment, I thought that it wasn't fighting me because it probably felt guilty about what it had done. Huh.

But people like him? Will know the word "consciousness of good and bad"

“Damn Yoongi. Did you have a lot of fun?”

"I'm asking.. did you have a lot of fun?"

“Answer me, you damn Yoongi!!!!”

I used my strength and pounded Yoongi without stopping. Previously, his face was naturally soft and white. But now it was covered in bruises. and its evil blood I'm the one who rolled it out.

“Namjoon! Namjoon! No, hehe.. don't do it to Yoongi hyung.”

Hoseok's cries caused him to lose consciousness. A thick palm pulled up the collar of his shirt and punched it repeatedly, tirelessly. I felt a gentle tug on the back of my school shirt, causing me to turn around and look. The picture in front of him was Hoseok sobbing and crying, his eyes as red as they were this morning.

Those red lips spoke in a trembling voice telling him to stop hurting Yoongi..

Hey, I can let you go, for Hoseok's sake.

The shirt he was holding onto at first was released with a strong push. Yoongi lay down in a heap with dozens of paw prints. Before I could get up and get away from that bastard. Jimin quickly crawled in to support him and asked about Yoongi's condition. So pathetic.

Look at me, why don't you know the love I have for you?

I flicked my gaze to Hoseok's eyes. Gazing deep into round eyes filled with tears He's done this to you, so why do you still have to stop me? Why are you this stupid? Why was it stupid to stop me from punching it? Why are you stupid for helping him? Why are you stupid for loving Min Yoongi? And finally, why are you so stupid for never knowing that I like you, Jung Hoseok?

Why is it that only you don't know?

That bastard did something that I couldn't do?

Why can't I have you and not love you?

I pulled the little body into the parking lot. Hoseok pulled his hand free from the restraints I was holding. A small palm slammed into the corner of the mouth with full force until it shattered again until there was almost nothing left of the face. Even more handsome like Bangtan's Rapmon.

“Namjoon.. why are you doing this?”

“Answer me, I tell you what to answer! ”

"Why did I do something wrong? Please tell me."

That bastard doesn't love you.

How long do you want to cry like a fool like this?

“You're wrong.. you're all wrong, Namjoon.”

I stepped forward and stood in front of the other person. He raised his hand and smoothed the tears from his cheeks, even though he didn't want it. The once bright eyes turned sad. Red lips that were once smiling were pressed together. Cheeks that were once cutely pink were now wet with tears. I looked at that face carefully before moving closer and closer as if there was an attraction.

My lips pressed a lingering kiss to Hoseok. There was no encroachment other than....

What's good about that bastard?

Why don't you choose me?

Phew!

The sound of a slap came from Hoseok's palm hitting my face again. This time I secretly saw that there was blood on my small hand as well. Hoseok looked at me with a red face. I think it's not embarrassing like this. I'm all angry. I hate you again.

Hey Kim Namjoon

"What the fuck are you doing to me? I don't like it! "

"I know, but please listen to me first."

"I know I was wrong.. I was wrong from the beginning."

"Friends, you shouldn't think too far ahead."

"Yes, and I was wrong."

“Because I love you, Jung Hoseok.”

That bastard doesn't love you at all.

How long do you want to cry like a fool like this?

I wanted to walk away when that cute face was so gapped. The eyes that were once bright were filled with questions that I couldn't help but avoid. My words of love may have to be exchanged for the words of friends that I have to lose.

I grabbed Hoseok's hand and led him to step onto the large ninja. Give him his beloved helmet to wear instead. I really wanted to drive away from here as soon as I finished talking nonsense. But I can't let Hoseok stand there by himself. I drove the little one home. On the way to the destination, there was not even a sound of conversation.

There aren't even those little arms that always hold my waist tightly when we're together.

"Goodbye, Namjoon."

Hoseok handed the helmet back to me. A slender, trembling hand was sent up and raised to bid farewell to me. A light smile was sent to me like every time I'd ever sent one.

Huh?

"Goodbye, dear friend."

THE END