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I’ve always loved him.

The moment that he irked me enough to hate him at first impressions, he caught my attention indeed. I was too judgmental to even know what kind of person he is; I’ve decided too early that he was someone that I could never forget.
It was when he suddenly asked me out when I find him cocky; just who does he think he is? His dry humor with all of his dad jokes, his quirkiness that sometimes did get my funny bone, and his smile that makes his cheeks a bit puffy and pink.
I don’t know what he wants from me, but of course, I blatantly rejected him.

Why does he want to waste his time with me?

But alas, what an irony, for I find him a bit weird and yet here I am asking him out right after I rejected him. What has gotten into me? I have no idea.
My peaceful life doesn’t need something too loud nor active.

I didn’t even notice the time after we became a couple; it just happened.
What I thought the things he does as a nuisance, were actually helpful. The times when he accidentally splashed coffee on my music sheets, I wasn’t aware that those were the sabotaged ones.
When people made fun of me for being cranky and gloomy, he just suddenly came out like some kind of hero from a movie and shut them down. I realized how outspoken and frank he is. He’s someone who’s kind to people, but would fight if he knows he’s right.
The times when I feel like I’m in rock bottom, oh how terrible it is for me to include him on my negativities so I kept my distance at him, only for him to punch me and nags about how he wanted to be there for me through thick and thin.
The numerous pieces I have created inspired by him and only for him; they were sensational, something people would often say.

Because he himself was a magical piece.
My life completely changed ever since I met him. The things that I thought I could never do would eventually be accomplished, from the goals I once wrote on the back of my notebook now marked with a check, to the new ones I wrote while thinking of him.
He gave me a lot of life lessons to cherish, as well as ones that helped me gain my confidence as an artist. He changed me for the better.
I know you’ll ask me how we are, if we’ve finally settled for our future together, or any plans that we wanna do together. I’m not kidding if I told you we’ve written pages full of our bucket list, some are marked already and some will be in the future.

Well, at least in my part
You see, sometimes in life, people come to help us be the better version of ourselvesβ€” you could say that it is their purpose. The fact that losing them is scary and could lead us to going back through the hole we were once in.

I happen to experience that first hand.
The grief and pain that pierced through my chest hurts more that taking as much punches from him. Emotional pain is indeed more painful than physical, I couldn’t handle it. It was too much.
What will my life become? What is my purpose? Why do I happen to have this task, this... quest.

What will I get in return if it wasn’t him?
Losing someone physically is a big blow, but what about someone where you are uncertain whether or not he’s still alive? I never got any news from him as soon as he vanished, it’s as if he suddenly never existed.
I told myself to forget him, he specifically requested that to me, but I can’t.
How can you forget someone who has changed you for the better? How can you forget someone who taught you that there is more to life than what we initially planned? How can you forget someone you truly loved?
Seeing him after years of being gone, nostalgia has creeped its way to me. I want to hug him and tell him that he’s alive and well, how he was able to battle his sickness before, to tell him that I still love him.
β€œAh, Yoongi-hyung!”

β€œNamjoon? It’s been a while.”

β€œYeah, I can’t believe it’s been 5 years since I left Korea! Oh, by the way, I want you to meet someone. We just got married a week before.”

β€œOh? Newlyweds, huh? Must be niceβ€”β€œ

β€œJin!”
But, alas, what a complicated life do I have.
β€œYoongi-hyung, meet my partner, Seokjin. Jin, he’s my senior that I was talking about.”

β€œAh, nice meeting you, Yoongi. You’re a great inspiration for Namjoon’s success on his career overseas. He’s been talking about you non-stop ever since we came back hereβ€”
say, you’re quite familiar, have we met before?”

It seems that you are doing well, my old flame.

β€œLikewise, Seokjin-hyung. But I believe this is the first time we’ve met, nice meeting you by the way.”
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