Your pov:
"What do you mean you're leaving?" Taehyung asks, his voice shaking.

"I mean I'm going back to America." I say and his eyes widen.

"Why?!" He asks as his voice raises a little.

"I can't tell you that..I'm sorry." I say and he looks hurt.

Seeing him like this made me feel bad but I just couldn't stay.

"Is it because I..." he trails off but I shake my head.

"No, no. It's not that. I just..I just can't be here anymore Taehyung I'm sorry." I say.

"Please, just tell me why." He looks at me with pleading eyes.

"Just know it's not your fault. I have to go pack." I say shifting from one foot to the other.

Before he can speak the door opens And in walks the last person on this earth I wanted to see.

Sumi.

"What are you doing here?" Taehyung asks, looking over at her.

"I just came here because I heard(Y/n) was leaving soon. It's sad really but ya know, it's not the first time." she says and I feel my chest ache as Taehyung's face changes to pained.

"I'll leave you two. It seems you have things to catch up on." I say and leave with Sumi's smirking face burned into my brain.
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Taehyung's pov:
"Why are you really here?" I ask as I sit down on my bed.

She was the last person I wanted to see.

I had just taken in horrible news from the girl I love and now I have to Deal with this.

"I just came to see my best friend is all. Is that a problem?" she asks as she throws herself down on my bed.

I don't reply.

"Oh come on Tae. You knew she'd leave you again so why are you acting like this?" She asks and my jaw clenches as anger courses through my veins.

"Who cares anyway. Lucky for you I'm not going anywhere." Sumi says as she hooks her arms around my shoulders from behind.

"I'll always be here." she says as her face goes into my neck and her lips kiss my skin.

I shiver in disgust but she interprets it wrong.

"Do you like that? We could.." she trails off and I stand up and walk to my bedroom door.

"Let yourself out." I say then head elsewhere.
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Namjoon's pov:
I watch Sumi storm out of the house as Taehyung sits down beside me.

"What happened now?" I ask but he only shrugs and pulls his phone out.

I didn't push it but instead look around and notice the lack of (Y/n).

Before I could even get the chance to ask, Taehyung throws his phone down and runs out Of the house.

I pick up his phone and my eyes widen a little at the text message from (Y/n).

I'm sorry it had to be this way. I hope you make the most of your life and maybe sometime in the future we can meet again. Goodbye, Taehyung. -Y/n.