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Jungkook looks once more at his reflection in the mirror, making sure he's wearing the uniform perfectly. His mother was impressed when she saw him up so early in the morning, knowing her son is a sleepyhead. Moreover, for once, he got time to neatly brush his hair. But Jungkook today has an appointment with Jimin, that's the sole reason of all of this.

There's a gas station near their houses, there is where they'll meet. It is still barely a quarter past seven, and Jungkook really can't wait any longer. In fact, even though it's still way too early, he walks through the exit of his house, and starts walking towards the mentioned meeting point, quickly. When he arrives it's still early, and clearly that's the reason as for why Jimin is still not there.

The boy sighs, looking around in search for something to pass the time with. There's nothing really, so he flips out his brand new phone, a gift from his parents for his graduation from middle school. He boredly goes through his Instagram, and more often than he would like to admit, he tears his gaze from the item just to check if someone's coming. It goes on like that until it is half past seven, now at any moment Jimin should be there.

In fact the elder is walking down the road of his home, strolling through the alleys and then out on the main street, both hands nervously tightening around the loose straps of his backpack.
Jungkook taps his foot on the ground, anxiously turning his head on each side of the road. It's 7.40, where's Jimin?

The blonde male speeds up, seeing the gas station in the distance, knowing of being a little late. He does see a few figures that could match Jungkook's, from the distance at least, a lot of people of the neighborhood go to their same school and so wear the same uniform.

As he gets closer though, he does quickly realize that Jungkook isn't there at all. Jimin lifts his wrist and reads his watch, humming

>>Maybe he's late, I wouldn't be surprised<<

The younger looks around, unable to see his elder in his near surroundings. It's almost 7.50, and at eight school starts. Jungkook decides to wait a little more, he's so so so sure Jimin is going to show up no matter what, even though Jungkook is aware that the blonde isn't one to be late, usually.

At 7.55 Jimin runs his way to school, just like Jungkook a couple minutes later, both kinda upset with the other.

The older of the two enters his classroom just about in time for the bell to ring, throwing his bag on the desk and slumps on the seat beside Taehyung's

>>Hey..?<<

The other demands tentatively, almost scared. Jimin isn't one to easily get angry, but if he does..well, let's say that Taehyung doesn't want to see that.

Jimin let's out a muffled something that goes around the lines of 'leave me alone', with his forehead pressed against the bag, his back still heaving quickly since he had to run that fast to be in time for the first period.

Taehyung remains quiet, looking at his best friend with a sort of concern, until the blonde suddenly turns his face to him

>>Do you perhaps know anyone named Jungkook?<<

Taehyung seems a little taken aback by his question, but hums quietly

>>Yeah..I do. Why?<<

Jimin's eyes grow big at that, making his friend's worry increase

>>Could-..I mean-..could you present us, one of these days?<<

Taehyung's eyebrows knot in question

>>Sure I could but-

>>Really?!<<

>>No-..it's kind of impossible until another three months, he's in Belgium, studying. Cho Jungkook, twenty years old, right?<<

>>Oh...no, no he's not who I'm searching for.. Nevermind<<

Jimin plops his head back down, leaving a pretty much confused and dumbfounded Taehyung to question his best friend's mental health.

>>Whatever...<<

In the mean time Jungkook has arrived to school, got a scolding for being late, and he's now sprawled all over his desk, sulking on his own because of what Jimin did. He said he'd come, but he didn't show up then! How could he?

Jungkook turns his head to the other side, pouting like a kid

''But maybe he forgot or-..or perhaps he got stuff to do...''

He thinks, trying to come up with an excuse for his elder's behavior. The fourteen years old boy sighs, smudging his lips against his forearm

''To think we could've met today...what a shame. Maybe if I gave him my phone number he could've called me to warn me he wasn't coming, how stupid of me!'

He lets out a tiny whimper, turning his gaze to the blackboard in the classroom

''Why is it always me being unlucky?..''

>>Jeon! Pay attention!!<<

He squints up straight on his seat, a slight hue of pink dusting onto his still soft baby-cheeks

>>Yes! I'm so sorry!!<<

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Once school ends, it's already afternoon. When Jimin comes home, he waits until his little brother is upstairs, then passes by the mirror, he sees Jungkook waiting there with a big frown on show. The elder himself crosses his arms above his chest

>>You didn't come this morning<<

He states, glaring at Jungkook who, from his upset expression goes to an offended one

>>Me?! I was there as early as seven twenty!! It's you who didn't show up!<<

>>Ah?! Now you lie as well?! I arrived at half past seven, and there wasn't any trace of you, I almost got late to school!! And by the way, Taehyung has no idea of who you are!<<

Jimin says, whisper shouting. The two go silent, thinking

>>..I really was there Jimin. If you really came then..we should've met. And about Tae-..I-I don't know, he must've been kidding, right?? I'll ask him through a text, just wait-

The blonde keeps quiet for a bit longer, listening to the other before opening his mouth and interrupting Jungkook

>>Well, I did say you were only in my head. This confirms everything<<

>>No! I am existing and living, and-..and there has to be another solution to prove it to you- hum..hum, this morning I thought of exchanging phone numbers. Would that be okay with you? And imaginary friend would not be able to text you<<

Jimin sighs, but eventually nods lightly, taking out his phone. Jungkook spells the numbers to the other, letting him save his number. Jimin texts said number. He then turns the display towards the mirror to let the younger see

>>It says this number is non-existing, Jungkook<<

>>What-..then..let-..let me have yours<<

Jimin is hesitant at first, now the proofs that Jungkook isn't real are too many. Even so he gives him another chance to prove himself by giving him his own number. Jungkook types something in a text and sends it

>>The message did send! Look!!<<

Jungkook exclaims hopeful, letting Jimin see. But the text never reaches the elder's phone, instead Jungkook receives a 'who are you?' back from the interlocutor.

>>Jungkook my mom is coming back from work soon, we cannot talk<<

 >>But-

>>And I won't talk to you ever again, so please stop being in my head<<

>>I'm not-

>>Jungkook, please...<<

The two remain in an awkward silence once more, until the younger breaks it

>>Let us try to meet once more<<

>>Ju-

>>I'm sure we'll be able to!<<

Jimin sighs, pushing his fringe backwards in a frustrated gesture

>>We won't. You're fake<<

>>No, I'm-

>>Jungkook!! Stop it, okay?! This is all fake, everything!! And if you were real like you declare, then you would be as freaked out as me by all of this!! But you're not! If you were real, you'd be seeing the reflection of me in your own mirror! so why are you not panicking yet?! What's your hypothesis??<<

Jungkook shakes his head

>>I don't know! Jimin, I really don't! I-

At that Jimin's expression changes into a more irritated one, and if Jungkook could see more than just half his figure, he'd notice his clenched fists

>>Then why do you expect me to do something, or believe you?! You don't even know what's going on, what am I supposed to do?! Do you think it makes me happy to see that I am still not cured, that I still see you after all?? In case you were wondering, the answer is NO!!<<

He says, maybe raising his voice a little too much. Jungkook, startled, falls silent, watching helplessly as Jimin picks up his school bag and runs up stairs.

Jihyun peeks his head out from his bedroom, frowning at his brother

>>To whom were you shouting? Did mom do something or..?<<

>>I was..on the phone. And no, but she said she'll be back soon. Go back to your homework<<

Jihyun hesitantly remains at the door frame, looking at his brother's strangely pissed look

>>Jimin!<<

He calls again, so this one turns his head backwards

>>What?<<

>>Can you help me with english?<<

The elder brother sighs discouraged

>>I'm not the best myself, but I'll see what I can do<<

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Jungkook glances for the umpteenth time to the mirror, sighing. It's been days since Jimin lastly even looked at their only connection. Ever since his outburst, the boy has been avoiding Jungkook at all costs, even waking up late not to encounter the other, or locking himself inside his bedroom and only coming down for food.

The younger is sitting in the living room, having tea with his mom and her sister, aunt Bella. His aunt is quite a strange woman, particular, special. She's always been the non-standard one in their family, whilst Jungkook's mom was and still is the good woman who's married, works and has kids.

As he puts his cup down onto the table, his mom takes it to put everything in the sink of the kitchen, leaving the two relatives alone.

>>So? What's the problem Bun?<<

He looks up at her, his lips twitching a second trying to give her a little smile at the nickname she always used to address him, shaking his head no

>>Oh, come on, tell me! You've been sighing all day!! You are not one to sigh like that, Bun!<<

He remains quiet, so Bella tries again

>>Is there...something off with the mirror? You keep glancing at it, did you even notice?<<

At the mention the fourteen-years old stiffens

>>Thought so<<

She states with a proud smirk.

>>You-..you were the previous owner, right?<<

The young boy demands, and she nods

>>Then, have you ever-

As Jungkook is about to open his mouth, his mom comes back inside, so his aunt mouths a 'later' meaning for them to speak in a bit, once alone. In fact after a while aunt Bella mentions going out for a walk, asking Jungkook to accompany her. They start off with a quiet, awkward atmosphere, even though they've always been close one to each other, 'cause Jungkook too, just like her, is the ''troublesome'' kid of the family

>>So? What about that mirror?<<

She demands suddenly as they take a turn to the left, towards the free parking lots

>>I-..have you ever seen someone?<<

>>In it?<<

She demands surprised. At her speechlessness Jungkook hesitates, but slowly nods

>>Oh dear God, no Jungkook! Did you??<<

He shakes his head, shying away and lowering his face. Bella places one hand on his shoulder, hugging his back and leading him forward, passing by the parking and continuing on the right side of the street

>>You did, didn't you?<<

>>I just..I've always...but now I'm so confused and-...<<

His aunt stops on her tracks and looks around, taking her nephew by the forearm and gently dragging him to a near by park. There they sit down onto a bench

>>Tell me more<<

>>Jimin. That's his name. We tried to meet the other day, at the gas station<<

He says, pointing down the road

>>But we couldn't. I-..I guess why? And why do I see him? He thinks that I am fake and that he's mental, just because when he was younger his parents brought him to see a doctor<<

>>Poor boy..<<

>>Yeah..after that he didn't talk to me for six years<<

Bella straightens her back, her long, dyed red hair being thrown behind her shoulders with a quick gesture

>>Bun, of course you can't meet. You'll never be able to<<

The boy lifts his gaze, sadness written all over his features and doe eyes

>>Why not?!<<

>>'Cause..because, Bun, you just have twin mirrors. It's already a miracle you can see each other!<<

>>W-what do you mean?<<

She takes both of his hands

>>Listen up, ever heard of parallel universes?<<

The boy nods slowly, already fearing what he's about to be told

>>He..Jimin I mean, lives in a universe parallel to ours, Bun. You two have connected mirrors, twin ones, that's why you can look into the other universe<<

>>But you said you never saw anyone in the mirror before, so why do I see him?<<

She licks her own lips, still holding his hands

>>Because you are twin souls as well. That means that Jeon Jungkook doesn't exist in his world, and that Jimin doesn't exist in ours<<

>>But we have the same best friend, if you remember Taehyung..<<

>>He's present in both universes, like most people. It's really rare to find your twin soul, it is not like..love or what, is just about existing or not, you're here whilst he's not, he's there whilst you're not, that's why no one else can see him from this side, and vice versa for you<<

Jungkook pulls back from her finger's hold, brushing his hands trough his own dark locks

>>He's never going to believe me..what do I do?? He's not talking to me.. I need him to talk to me!<<

Bella gives him a sympathetic smile

>>You'll find a way. He's your twin soul somehow, I'm sure that if you explain yourself he'll listen, you two are connected<<

Jungkook goes quiet again for a long while, eyeing two kids playing together, and then, still staring at them with a lost look, he opens his mouth once more

>>So..there's no way for us to meet? Ever?<<

>>Impossible. If there even was a way one of the two or even both would disappear I guess, you two can't be in the same universe, it's out of the natural course<<

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Soooo I published my first oneshots book, it is called buffet and you can find it on my profile!

Here's a little thing I made the other day, it's a fifteen year old Angelica with Jungkook :3 Pls ignore their hands.