"Do you remember the time"

I stared down at the unfolded sticky note and furrowed my eyebrows. "What the hell does this even mean?" I turned to Jimin. He took the note from my hand and read it.

"Why does it say that?" He asked.

I took the note back from him and looked at it once again. "There's no name on it." I said.

"Maybe it was meant for someone else?"

I shrugged as I stuck the sticky part against the inside of my locker and closed it harshly. "Someone's just messing with me." I said.

Jimin and I made our way to our last class and I tensed up as I saw Jungkook sitting next to my spot again. Jimin suddenly looked at me as if he was putting together a puzzle.

"Hi hyung." Jungkook looked at Jimin.

Jimin smiled slightly back at him. "Hello Jungkook." He forced out. "How are you liking Acacia so far?" He asked him curiously.

To be completely honest, I'm not even sure why he's at Acacia. This place is really expensive to go to and it's not like it's close to our hometown. It's actually far away.

"Yeah, what brings you here, anyways?" I asked, almost sounding harsh as I did so.

Jungkook looked at me in surprise and so did Jimin, but I didn't care. I was curious.

"You don't know why?" He asked me.

I furrowed my eyebrows at him as if he were dumb. "Am I supposed to?" I asked. Jimin looked away as Jungkook looked at me with a hard-to-tell expression. It was like a mix between confused and sad put together, which kind of made me feel like a bitch.

"My dad was seeked out from the company that your dad is working with." He explained. "He got a job to work with the crew and they are paying for us to stay here. I thought that some people would be happy, but I guess not." He sunk into his chair and looked away.

I couldn't help but feel kind of bad for sounding so harsh, but then I remembered how hurt I was before I had left our old home and it made me care less once again. "Good for you."

Jungkook's mouth opened slightly as he looked back at me. I couldn't stop sounding like a bitch every time I spoke to him. I was never mean to him before. We always got along. Nothing could ever separate us—

I thought, at least..

-

"When we loved each other?"

I sighed as I placed the new sticky note on top of the other one. Jimin wasn't next to me this time, but I was tired of these notes already.

I took out my own sticky note and closed my locker. I wrote on my sticky note: "You have the wrong person." and stuck it to the door.

Now they'll stop leaving notes.

When I walked into my last class, I was confused to see that Jungkook wasn't in the seat next to mine. It was empty. I stood there in confusion for a minute and I didn't realize that people were walking around me.

"Are you looking for me?" I felt hot breath against my ear, making me jump slightly.

I looked back to see Jungkook almost right against me, making my whole face turn red. I looked down from his gaze. "No, I wasn't."

He chuckled as he walked right by me.

"Sure." I heard him say.

I wasn't looking for you. I wasn't.

~