"Who do you think you are?" She asked trying to find the very memory triggering the last moment she would want to remember the man, the man that hurt her heart and pride in one sentence.
"Sorry but I don't remember you." She explained running her hand through her hair, Taehyung stood in the back of her eyes piercing the other familiar boy on their doorstep.
"Hoseok, just go." Taehyung told him. The girl looked around trying to remember the time.
Her head spun and she had gotten dizzy, her head ached and she whimpered as she fell.

"Y/N?" Hoseok said waking you up. You woke up a cold sweat forming on your forehead, you felt horrible. Even if it was a dream.
"I'm sorry." You pleaded falling into his arms almost mentally breaking down.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." You cried soaking his jacket by now.
"It's okay. I'm sorry." He said.
And you knew, who you were.
The only one you could trust with the secret; you knew the boy was hurt. But you hid it.
It's okay though.
Who do you think you were going off and telling people that?