"Fuck, how did this happen?" Jimin pushes his hair back in frustration.
"I have no idea. Yesterday, I opened my eyes & I was back in my parents' house. And it was suddenly 2015 again. I remember I went drinking with Nami the night before & that was it." I explain.
"Same. Namjoon hyung woke me up & I thought I was dreaming, so I didn't think much of it. Everything felt so real tho & I woke up this morning still in the dorm, so I guess this is not a dream then." He paces back & forth inside the room.
"Can you please stop moving? You're giving me headache. What should we do now?" I ask.
"Well, we're given second chance to fix our lives, so we should just embrace it. Let's avoid each other this time." He finally lifts his eyes to look at me.
Although that's what I want too, hearing him saying it out loud hurts.
"Do you hate me that much?" I scoff & avert my gaze.
"That's what you want, right? You told me your life had become miserable ever since you met me, so let's go our separate ways this time."
"What about Jisung then, huh? Have you forgotten that we have a son? Are you just going to forget about him?" I yell at him.
"Oh my God. Jisung. If we're here, who is he with now?" His question makes my heart stop.
That didn't occur to me. I thought that our lives in the future would come to a halt with us being here now.
"Oh God.. We need to find a way to go back. What if he's alone in the apartment right now & no one knows that I'm gone? Why didn't I think about that? Yet, here I am enjoying another chance at life. I'm such a bad mother. We need to go home now, Jimin ah. Take me home now." Panicked, I clutch his shirt tightly with trembling fingers.
"Calm down. Maybe.. Maybe he's disappeared, now that we're here." He hesitantly says.
"What? How can you say that? He's your son for Christ's sake!" I push him hard & glare at him furiously.
"Then what do you want me to say?! I'm as clueless as you! I don't know how this happened to us or how to go back. I don't want anything bad to happen to Jisung too, but there's a possibility that he's not there anymore, now that we've gone back in time. There's nothing else we can do other than keep going forward."
My knees go weak in an instant & I slump down onto the floor. I get my mother back, but lose my son.
Is this worth it? Is this second chance worth Jisung's existence?
"Y/n ah.." Jimin kneels down beside me & motions to touch my arm, but I slap it away.
"Don't touch me. If what you say is right, then I'll make sure that I live properly this time & that includes avoiding you at all cost." I throw him a sharp glance, bitterness rising from the bottom of my heart.
"Fine! Let's not see each other again." He abruptly stands up & turns away from me.
I get up, grab my bag & open the door.
"Goodbye Park Jimin, I hope this is the last time that we meet." I say before closing the door behind me.
Feeling suffocated, I run down the stairs in a hurry. The urge to throw up is so strong that I have to cover my mouth.
"Nami ya-" I call out when I see her blue hair from afar.
But wait, how come there are two of her?
Both blue heads turn towards me & I gasp in shock.
Kim Taehyung. What is he doing here?
"Hey Y/n ah. I was just talking to-"
"Let's go." I hastily drag Nami away, cutting off her sentence.
"Ya, what's wrong with you? You're being rude." Nami turns her head around & nods at Taehyung as we step out the door.
"Trust me. You'll thank me in the future." I say without turning back.

-•-

Jimin POV
Park Jimin, you shouldn't have said that to her. You know how much Jisung meant to her. How can you say that Jisung might be gone to her face?
"Arghhh! Molla (I don't know)!" I violently scratch the back of my head & grunt.
Let's do it right this time, Jimin ah. No more regrets.
"Oh? Jimin ah, where is Y/n ssi?" Namjoon walks in to the room with Jungkook tailing behind him.
"She said she had something urgent to take care of." I shrug.
"Shit. She must be mad at me." Namjoon clicks his tongue in distress.
"Hyung, do you like her or something?" I blatantly ask.
"What? Uhm.. I don't know. I just think that she's interesting." Namjoon rubs the back of his neck, obviously embarrassed.
"Forget about her, hyung. Focus on your career. We've just finally gotten our big break. Don't throw it away for some girl." My voice comes out graver than I intended.
"Woah, Jimin hyung has grown up." Jungkook chuckles as he claps his hands.
"You're right. I should focus on our comeback. Thanks for reminding me Jimin ah. I'll just ask someone to drop her ID at the restaurant. I need to go back to work, see you guys later." Namjoon hastily bids goodbye & leaves the room.
"Hyung, I think you've hurt his feelings." Jungkook says as he plops down beside me on the floor.
"Well, it's for his own good. Anw, let's practice again. I feel a bit rusty." I stand up & stretch my arms.
"Hyuuung, we've been practicing for hours. Aren't you tired?" He whines & pulls a face.
"Jungkook ah, you have no idea how grateful I am to feel this tired again." I smile at him.

-•-

Y/n POV
Weeks passed.
I've grown accustomed to being my younger self & begun to truly enjoy my life, although Jisung's face still haunts me in my sleep.
I see Jimin & his friends on TV or billboards sometimes, but never in person.
I guess we've truly gone our separate ways this time.
"Ya, what are you staring at?" Nami throws an arm over my shoulders from behind.
"Nothing." I quickly look away from the Puma billboard which has Jimin's & his friends' faces on it.
"Oho. You were staring at the billboard, didn't you? Tell me which one of them do you like?" Nami elbows me teasingly.
"I like none of them. Come on let's go." I hastily pull her away.
"What do you think about Taehyung?" She asks.
"Taehyung? You mean V?" I furrow my brows.
"Have you listened to their songs? They're really good. And Taehyung's voice, oh my God. His voice really does something to me."
That unmistakable dreamy look in her eyes alarms me.
Oh shit. Not again.
"They're not my taste. And I can see that Taehyung is a player." I say it on purpose to discourage her.
"Ya, you don't even know him!" She exclaims & slaps my arm.
"I know him. I know what kind of guy he is. He will be nice to you when he needs you & then abandon you when he's tired of you. That's the kind of guy Kim Taehyung is." I stop in my track & turn to her, squeezing both her shoulders.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you so serious?" She seems bewildered by my intense reaction.
"I just don't want you to get hurt again." I look down at the ground & sigh, the bad memories coming back to me in waves.
"What? What do you mean?" She asks in confusion.
"Trust me Nami ya. He's not a good guy, so don't ever fall for him, ok? You're too good for him." I smile faintly at her & cup her face.
"Y-Ya, nothing's going on between us. You make it sound like I like him or something." She rolls her eyes & walks ahead of me.
Don't like him, Nami ya. Don't repeat the same mistake again. This time I'll make sure that he won't hurt you.
"Aren't you coming?" She turns around & beckons me.
"I am!" I run to her & hook my arm with hers.
Don't worry Nami ya. I'll do everything right this time.

Flashback, second year of marriage, Y/n POV
"Wait for me. Just stay where you are & don't do anything rash, ok? I'll be right there." I whispered into the phone.
I walked back to the room, where Jimin, his colleagues & his boss were having an end-of-year company gathering, & tapped Jimin's shoulder.
"Yeobo, I need to talk to you for a minute." I said to him in a quiet voice.
"What is it?" He asked without turning to face me, still focusing on whatever his boss was saying.
"Nami is having a breakdown. Apparently, Taehyung broke up with her. I need to go now." I muttered urgently as I grabbed my bag.
"Wait. You can't just leave like that. Everyone's here with their spouses. Do you want me to be the only one without? My colleagues will laugh at me." He gripped my wrist & stopped me from going.
"But Nami-" I protested.
"Y/n ah, she's a big girl. Until when are you going to babysit her & run to her every time she has a problem? Trust me, she'll be fine. Stay." He gave me a stern look.
I began to hesitate & weighed which one was more important, my husband or my best friend.
"Huh.. Alright then, but if she calls again one more time, I'm going whether you like it or not." In the end, I chose my husband.
"Ok ok. Come on, sit down." He cheerfully patted the empty seat beside him, signaling me to sit down, & I obliged.
However, I still couldn't shake away my worry for Nami. The thing was that I'd never told Jimin that Nami was pregnant with Taehyung's child. She told me that she planned to tell Taehyung about it tonight during Taehyung's birthday dinner. My guess was things didn't go well, judging from her hysterical bawl earlier in the phone.
When Jimin wasn't paying attention, I quickly fished out my phone & texted Nami.

A few hours later
"Ugh.. Park Jimin! Stand up! I can't carry you, you're too heavy." I struggled to move forward with his one arm around my shoulders & his body weighing down on me.
"Yeobooo.. Have I told you that you are the prettiest woman I've ever set my eyes on? The moment I saw you back then, I knew that I had to make you mine. Saranghae yeobooo!" He chuckled drunkenly & shouted out loud.
"Ya! Stop it. You'll wake the neighbors. Come on, you need to walk. I told you not to drink too much." I scolded him as I pulled him up the stairs of our apartment building.
Once we got into the apartment, I collapsed onto the floor from exhaustion, bringing him down with me.
"Don't.. ever.. get drunk.. again." I panted as I sat myself up.
"Yeobo.. I don't feel well." He scrunched his face & clutched his stomach as he rolled over to his back.
"What's wrong? Do you have a stomachache?" I immediately rushed to his side.
"I.. want.. to.. throw-" He puked all over my dress before he could even finish his sentence.
Horrified, I looked down at the mess he made & screamed.
"Park Jiminnn!!!"
I was tired to the bones once I was done cleaning up the mess & put Jimin to bed. Not an ounce of energy was left in me.
I threw myself onto the couch & checked the time.
2:14 AM. Nami must be asleep by now. I'll call her first thing in the morning.
I adjusted the pillow under my head & closed my eyes. I was out in a matter of seconds.