february fifteenth.

the men at nara's grave weren't jungkook. soon-hee began to grow worried. jungkook hadn't shown up in months, and now with new people replacing him, she couldn't help but wonder where he had gone. there were three men standing in front of the headstone. soon-hee leaned against the sycamore tree and watched.

one of the men had pink hair. in his hand were pink flowers. he seemed to like pink. there were two other men next to him.

"so this is where he tried to—?" the blonde one asked. he looked up to the man with the pink hair, who nodded grimly. a shudder rolled through the blonde as he looked back at the headstone.

"yeah, i guess. i don't see a girl anywhere, though." the pink-haired man said, looking around. soon-hee smiled to herself as he practically looked right through her, despite her sitting in plain sight only a few feet away.

"me either." the raven haired one said. "i don't like this, guys. this is creeping me out."

"the doorbell ringing when you're home alone creeps you out, jimin. suck it up." the blonde quipped.

"oh, shut up, yoongi. come on, you guys have to admit this is a little weird." the dark haired one, jimin, said. "we're at our best friend's dead girlfriend's grave looking for a girl who just happens to show up whenever he does? i mean, seriously. she's probably some crazy stalker fan or something." he said, looking around nervously. soon-hes smiled to herself. so they were jungkook's friends. she wondered which one was the one jungkook ran away from at his hotel. "jin hyung, don't tell me that doesn't sound just a little creepy to you."

"she doesn't sound like a crazy stalker fan." jin said, reaching down to set the bouquet of pink roses next to nara's headstone.

"and you don't sound like a moron, but here we are." jimin quipped, and jin scowled. he smacked the back of jimin's, earning a giggle from soon-hee. the three boys didn't look up, but a visible shiver went through each of them.

"come on. we'll just tell him we didn't see her." yoongi said, breaking the pregnant silence. the other two nodded and turned, walking right past soon-hee. the girl fiddled with her yellow scarf, smiling to herself as she blew on the back of jimin's neck as he passed by her. the man's eyes widened and he sped up his pace, his eyes frantically looking around for the source of the draft but finding nothing.

"whoa. did you feel that? that breeze?" jimin said, his voice an octave higher. jin rolled his eyes, smirking at the clearly panicking boy.

"dude. we're outside." yoongi deadpanned.

"no, i think he might be right. maybe it's nara's ghost coming to haunt you!" jin teased, wiggling his fingers at the boy, who scoffed. he grabbed his friends by the arms and practically dragged them out of the cemetery.

soon-hee laughed, pulling her shivering knees to her chest. if only they knew.