"Oohh, she's making a figurative speech. Why can't she just directly say: can you be the color of my life and see everything colorful when I'm with you? I want to meet you and date you."

"You sure this is a girl?" Jimin asked.

"Ofcourse! Why would a guy reply like that? And oh, her name, Yoongi, means shiny, glossy, or bright. The name is too girly, you know." Her sister replied. "If you want, ask if it's a she or he."

"Alright." He folded the paper back to the small envelope and placed it on top of his table. "I'll do that later. I have an appointment with Doctor Jung today. I'll go ahead."

Her sister gave out a faint smile. "Sure. Take care, oppa."

As he is driving his way to the hospital, he saw stalls of red roses in the sidewalk.

"It isn't February yet," he expressed. "Well, it is the season for roses to bloom, then, that's acceptable." He shrugged and focused himself in the road to get immediately to his appointment.

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He sighed for several times after hearing the doctor's statement and as he read his medical papers. He leaned his head on the wall and became spaced out, not sure what to do after having these kind of thing.

'Can you show me what colors look like?'

He chuckled.

Colors are emotions

And talking about my emotion right now, It could be color brown...

Doubt. I'm doubting if I still need to have a little bit of hope.

Maybe I'm going to prepare my speech in advance...

"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry. For everything. And thank you. You're the best parents ever."

"And Jirae, take good care of yourself. If you don't really want to take law in college, any course will do, I will still support you. Even if I'm not around anymo—"

"Stop."

He furiously stood up when he saw his younger sister right infront of him.

"You're not going anywhere, orabeoni."

"I'm not. And when did people usually use orabeoni when there is oppa?"

"I'm serious."

Jimin let out a faint smile. "I know. You won't let me."

"Let's wait until it's winter in hell and we'll accept where you're going to."

"Hmp... You hyperbolic girl," he ruffled her hair. "I'm not going, okay?"