I returned from college with a sullen face cuz my exam absolutely sucked. If you don't relate with me, get outta here.

And no, this is not author's note.

Jin opened his car door for me.

"Why are you suddenly my chauffeur?" I asked as I giggled and got in.

He shrugged, "Doing my part of the duty."

"And what exactly is it?"

"Your father is in a critical condition, he asked me to look after you for him."

"He didn't ask you to do that before?" I raised my eyebrows in skepticism.

Jin didn't respond as he watched the roads silently.

"I need another favour from you." I began.

"Hmm?" He was driving so smoothly, it was impressive.

I stared at his beautiful features and he suddenly turned his head to lock eyes with me.

I quickly looked away, going red in the face.

"You often stare." He laughed lowly as he shook his head. "You were saying?"

"I want you to help me meet Jimin."

"Look, about that meeting with the exam board directors, I can help you with that. But, this is going a bit too far. Y/n, it's not that easy."

"I haven't heard a thing about him. My heart is sinking, Jin. Please think about me. I've lost too much already. Place myself in your shoes. Don't you feel-"

Damn, I didn't expect myself to get all so emotionally blackmailing.

"Fine, fine!" He groans as he hits the steering wheel in frustration. "You can't use this card everyday, okay? It sucks."

"My life does."

"Hey! You don't speak like that in my company!" His lips turned into a massive angry pout as he scolded me and I turned my eyes away outside of the window. He sounded so much him.. like that time I had spouted negative stuff in Dr. Kim's office.

"He lives at Hannam The Hill. You're a celebrity doctor. You might -"

"He's not there." He cut me off monotonously.

"Then? How do you know?"

"I'm not stupid. They won't place an idol at such a vulnerable place when he's in such a bad condition. His management agency is out for Byung Soo's throat."

I nodded and the rest of the ride was quiet. Until he whispered, "It's 'place yourself in my shoes'. Idiot."

I laughed and nodded my head.

He would surely help me get to Jimin. There was no way I would get off his back until I got what I wanted it.

•

I felt lonely as I sat down on my bed and stared out of the window. The trees lined over in a long row at the side of the roads were clouded with a beautiful fusion of red, yellow and orange. The leaves falling when the breeze would sweep its wings over their heads.

I had nobody. It sucked.

It got so boring and my thoughts were beginning to kill me internally. I got up to go look for something to eat.

Jin sat in front of the TV in the living room.

"Hi." I said as I walked to the kitchen.

"Sudden disappearances have been reported to the Seoul Police Force. The police is trying to identify the cause behind the abrupt suicides that are being reported every few days. According to a forensic agent, the deceased keep getting stolen from the morgue and no amount of security has helped in keeping them safe. The CCTV footages prove futile in finding out the perpetrators. Seoul Police Department requests citizens to contact the emergency dispatch or the police immediately at the earliest when they observe signs of loss of appetite, memory loss or withdrawal from anybody around them. It could be possible that they could be the next victim. Coming more for you by Seoul Time News with cameraman Do Bok Su and anchor Park Hee San."

I froze at the fridge and stalked to the TV.

Jin looked up at me and shrugged.

"He's wilding." He laughed as he turned the TV off.

I simply stared at him. Unable to say anything.

"Why is he doing this then?" I asked. "It's not hurting me. He should hurt me alone, right?"

"He wants to feel the power." He patted next to him.

I silently slumped into the couch next to him.

"Byung Soo." He bit his lip, "Heard the name?"

I shook my head, "Never paid attention to Appa's rant. Speaking of which, can I please speak to my Appa?"

"He's dead, Y/n." Jin deadpanned.

The packet of chips fell down from my hand. It was silent for a long time.

I didn't know what to say or do. I simply stared at him. Tears didn't come to my eyes. Not yet.

I simply stared at him and stared and stared for a long time.

"He died 3 days back. He did come. He saved everybody. Things finally got ugly when Kai made an appearance. They had an argument and.. Kai.. Kai killed him. I didn't know how to tell you. My favourite senior, my best friend along with a woman I loved.. it was already too much for both of us to handle. But, I- I thought delaying the hit would.. help- help you accept the bad news in a more stable mind."

It did. But, this didn't make me feel any better.

I picked the packet of chips and opened it. I ate one and offered him.

He didn't take any so I ate another. Looking down at the ground silently, I ate another one. He placed his hand on my shoulder and I roughly snatched myself away from his touch.

"Y/n." He whispered. I ate one more chip, I started shoving them one by one in my mouth. Giving myself no time to speak.

"Y/n. You can cry, Y/n." I shook my head as I ate the chips aggressively.

"You cannot suppress your feelings. It's not good." He got up and patted my shoulder. "I know my company isn't very comfortable for you. I'll leave you alone with your thoughts. Give me a call if you need anything."

He walked to his room and as soon as the door of his room closed shut, a tear fell down the corner of my eyes into my packet of chips.

I didn't stop. I didn't stop crying as I ate silently.

Was I expecting Appa to come to me? I already knew he was long gone.

He didn't give me time to scold him for staying away from me an entire year.

He didn't even meet me when he came. He simply helped save a few lives and left?

Died?

What kind of a pathetic father is that?

It's good he died. If he didn't, I'd kill him myself.

But, these angry tears soon turned into tears of sorrow and the sorrowful sounds that I had tried to suppress with chips broke out when the chips were over.

I sobbed weakly and then let myself fall back on the couch, staring at the ceiling angrily as I let the tears flow down my face.

I really am alone, huh? So what if IU was good to me for one day? So what if Jin had offered this place to stay?

I was still alone.

This is why Jin offered me the charity. I hate charity. I wasn't gonna stay here anymore.

I walked to my room and pulled out the suitcase.

At the sounds of closet door banging open and shut, Jin stopped by.

"What are you doing? Where are you going?"

"You deceived me. I have very low tolerance for liars." I said in a dead voice as I started picking up my books.

"I did it for your good, Y/n."

"I don't care. You could have told me ALL AT ONCE. I don't need to break my heart repeatedly in INSTALLMENTS!"

He winced and then walked in, he tried to snatch the suitcase out of my hands, but he was failing miserably.

Whenever I was angry, my strength would get amplified by thousands.

"Let go, Y/n." He said through his teeth.

I shook my head as I pulled hard.

"You have to help me find Byung Soo. Don't you want revenge on your mother? Don't you want to avenge your father? Don't you want to see Kai break the way he's broken you today?!"

The suitcase slipped out of my grip and Jin won.

He victoriously started putting my clothes back into my closet until my inner wears greeted him from the bottom of the suitcase. He went pink and threw it down quickly.

"Just don't do anything stupid." He muttered as he grabbed my books and set them back on the table. "I'm here for you. You will get everything back in good time! Show some patience!"

His face was calm, his voice was calm.. but the way he said things made me shrink a little and surrender to his authority.

"I want to find Byung Soo."

He nodded and patted my head.

"First, let's take you to meet Jimin." He sighed as he reached the door, "Put on one of the flashiest dress you have, okay?"

My butterflies went crazy. I was getting to see Jimin.

That little glimmer of hope and joy came back when I realized I didn't know what he was up to. Maybe, he didn't forget me. Irene hadn't. Right?

Maybe, Kai didn't intend for Irene and Jimin to forget me. The others did.

He must have separated them for a reason. Expecting them both to die from the incident.

The little hope that coloured my heart again left me lighter for the first time in the entire week.

I was getting to see Park Jimin!

~~~

Jin eyed me down as he sat in the car and I twirled in front of the door.

It was IU's best frock I had ever laid my eyes on.

"This?" He asked. I pulled on a small delicate fabric baby blue flower that clung to my neckline in a string of lacy flowers and nodded. "Anything wrong?"

He shook his head, muttering, "Jimin would recover very soon.." He cleared his throat and opened the door for me.

I swung my hair at him as I got in and smiled widely. "I hope he does."

~~

We entered the really bright lobby of the Asan Private Medical Care Center. Jin handed me black shades. He was clad in a jet black tuxedo, his hair swept back in a shmexy mess to reveal his worldwide handsome forehead. He placed his hand at the back of my shoulder as we walked.

"Now, we may star in the CCTV footage and we're not allowed to enter his room. In fact, nobody is." Jin informed me while I wore my shades on the top of my head.

I looked at him. "How do you know?"

"I did my research. Anyway, what I'm saying is.. we may have to break a lot of rules today."

I smirked, "I'm living for it."

The lobbies were inexplicably sophisticated and glittered with so much tidiness that it almost hurt my eyes. Jin brought out his pen.

"Park Jimin?" He asked.

The receptionist looked at us. "IDs please?"

"Here." Jin clicked his pen and stepped on my foot at the same time. I was about to yell out in pain as I looked at him angrily and his eyes gave me a warning side look.

A low pitched sounds reverberated through the pen as if whirring in a smooth mechanised tick.

I turned my head to see that the receptionist stood with her mouth hanging open.

"Can you please give us details on a celebrity patient here by the name of Park Jimin?" He asked softly. Almost crooning. If I didn't have the throbbing pain in my toe right now, I would have fallen under his spell.

"He's in the topmost floor, private suite 5065." Her voice was monotonous as she smiled at him. She handed him an electrical key card and bowed her head down, getting back to service.

"You're awesome!" I whispered aggressively at him as he smiled slightly. We got into the elevators and he sighed.

"What?" I asked.

"This is going to be troublesome. We have to go to the surveillance room."

"Why?"

"We have to cut ourselves out from the CCTV records of today."

~~~

Jin took off to deal with the CCTV and handed me the electrical key card to go look for Jimin on my own.

Guess, he was just awkward.

Jimin was just a friend. A dear one now.

Right?

I swiped the card in the slot and the door swung open.

It looked like a honeymoon sweet, in all honesty.

The room smelled of soft rainbow flowers and freshly ground coffee. I walked in silently and looked around.

I found Jimin sleeping peacefully in a huge white bed alone. Surrounded by medications to elevate blood pressure, ventilator support of breathing, and IV fluids for hydration.

My heart sank as I walked closer. His breathing was steady and the many tubes and wires that ran through the bags and satchets from the hanging medications stayed injected to him at various places.

With a trembling hand I cupped his face lightly.

"Hya.. Jimin.." I called softly as I sat down next to him. He didn't stir.

He was breathing. His head was bandaged and his face was pale.

I pushed a strand of hair out of his eyes, but the bandage pushed it back to his eyes again.

"Jimin.. wake up. It's me, Y/n." I shook him lightly. He didn't move. My throat felt tight and parched. Maybe, he was injected with sleeping drugs.

I walked to the bedside table and grabbed the pitcher of water to pour myself some water.

My eyes fell on the folder on the corner of the bedside cabinet.

Patient Report
Name : Park Jimin

I skipped over lazily as my eyes caught sight of a word that made my hands tremble.

Assessment :: Day Of unresponsive state : 3
Concussion in the prefrontal cortex due to head injury.

My hands felt cold and sweaty as I moved the sticky note away.

Patient's condition : Coma

A cry of dread escaped my lips as I turned to Jimin quickly and patted his cheeks.

"Hya, Jimin. You can't do this! WAKE UP!!!"

At this point, I didn't care who heard me and who heard me not.

"Jimin, please. I may even end up marrying you if you listen to me now. I promise."

I was stupid to expect my promise to work. He wouldn't wake up. No wonder the media had kept it shut.

The management agency was lousy.

But, you know who was lousier?

Me.

I had failed to protect my people.

Everybody was in danger because of me. Everybody was suffering because of me.

I slightly made place for myself next to Jimin and half-lied down next to him.

I rested my head on his and then quickly pulled myself back when I realised he had a head injury.

"Jimin.." I cried as I played with his limp fingers. "Why..why are you doing this to me? Are you..are you-" I took in a shaky breath, "Are you.. punishing me?" My voice cracked and I simply balled up into the crook of his side.

"I wanted to listen to Serendipity with you." I whispered as I closed my eyes and let the tears roll down to the side into his shirt.

I don't know how long I stayed by his side, crying silent tears, but then I realized Jin had taken too long. Was he caught and thrown in jail already?

"I'm sorry." I breathed and laced my fingers with his. "I'm so sorry. I think it would be..it would be safe for you to stay away from me and for me-for me.. to stay away from you." I squeezed his hand lightly one final time and then got up.

I wiped my cheeks and took a deep breath. This was for Jimin.

This was for the sake of the pure soul that didn't deserve this.

This was for Jimin.

"I think this is for the best of us."

I knew this was the right thing to do. I couldn't put his life to any more risk.

"Good bye, Jimin."

I bent down and deliberated for a moment and then pressed my lips to his softly.

"This is the only thing I can give you. I'm sorry." I whispered as I stroked his hair gently.

"Please wake up before September ends."

•

Jin didn't ask me anything, he assumed from my mood that Jimin would really be in very bad shape. He seemed like he chose to remain silent all the way back home.

I wasn't comfortable. I wanted to distract myself.

"Your pen." I began.

He seemed relieved that I had decided to finally speak to him.

"Yeah?"

"It's different from Kim Taehyung's, isn't it? And it's not even Silver Black."

He gave a small smile as he shifted the gear of the car and nodded at me.

"How did you know?"

"It reads Iridium Black." I shrugged.

"Sharp eyes." He chuckled. "It's a level ahead of Golden Black."

"So you're better than Kim Taehyung?"

"I'm not, Y/n." He looked at me with a serene look, "The pens can be good competitions. The owners.. no." He chuckled as he turned his eyes back to the road.

I was about to open my mouth and ask him something when my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"What a bad girl, Y/n. Forgot me already? How was the gift at the Asan Hospital? Hmm?" I could hear the smug satisfied smile in his voice.

I sucked in a sharp breath. Jin looked at me questioningly. I gritted my teeth.

"Kai." I breathed ominously, "Wait till I rip your throat out with my bare hands and chew your heart out." My voice dropped an octave lower. I intimidated my own self.

"Aww. I can't wait. Let's see how you turn things around from here. Shall we?"

"Fuck off." I was about to hang up when he stopped me.

"Hand the phone to Dr. Jin."

"You think I will? Sit on a cactus."

"You cannot make their memories come back without the use of my voice."

"In that case.. I'll eat your larynx."

He laughed at the other end of the line.

"I can't wait."

Before I could say anything, he cut the call on my face.

I turned to Jin with wide angry eyes.

"What the heck is wrong with him?"

"He doesn't want you to forget him. He's living on your fear." Jin said as he pulled over.

"Dr. Jin." I said as we entered the apartment.

"Yeah?"

"I don't fear him." I replied as he turned on the lights.

"I know, Y/n. That's exactly why he's restless." Jin said as he shrugged off his tuxedo.

"What will we do?" I asked as I removed my shoes and looked at his form fitting white shirt. His shoulders had me feeling some typa way..

"Create anti-saraphine." He walked to the door of his room as I stood at mine. "We need Dr. Kim Taehyung for this project, Y/n. We can't go ahead without his help."

My stomach did somersaults as I realized what this meant.

Tomorrow I would go for my first therapy.

Real therapy.

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