This was the same face that you wanted to look at for hours. And now it was the same face that you didn't want to give a glance. Because every time you saw him, the scenes of Taehyung's party came before your eyes.
The scenes about which you had heard several times from so many girls, and you were hurt every time. But you still believed in your love.

But don't know why this time it just broke you from inside. Just squelched your believe in love. This time you had also made your mind to finish this play. To tell him every single secret that you were hiding in your heart.

But this was not the right time. This was not the right place. This was not how you had thought..that he would use his force upon you, that he would pierce holes in you with his death glares.

Even though your eyes were closed, but still you could feel the flame of his burning stares. Your heart was pounding like it would explode out of your chest.

"What's wrong with you?"

His voice echoed in your ears.
You opened your eyes. This was not the question you expected. You expected something else..something that could wash away the anger and the grief from your heart..something by which you could feel for him like before..something that could mend your broken heart.

"Wh_what??"

"Why are you acting like a stranger? What happened? What did I do?"
He went in one go...forcing you to look at him with his one after another questions.

Why were you acting like a stranger??

What happened??

What did he do??

Did he have the right to ask all these questions??

"Answer me!"
Said Yoongi, gripping your arms more tightly and piercing his nails in the flesh of your arms..causing them hurt.

You looked in his eyes,trying to back away your tears, but tears make their way anyhow.

You said...

"Did I ever ask you about why you ignored me every time I wanted your attention??"

"What??"
Your sudden question surprised him.

"Did I ever ask what have I done to deserve your misbehaviour??"

"Y/N..."

"Did I ever ask you to return me the same love I give you always?? Did I ask you to be with me only?? That my heart burns every time I see you with someone else?? That my whole existence shatters into pieces every time I see you making out with someone else..Did I ask you to collect and save me??"
You never noticed how hard you were sobbing while requiring the answers of your questions.

At your sudden questions his face went pale, and he felt himself mute. What would he answer you? He himself didn't know the answer.

He was still gripping your arms tightly. And as soon as the feeling hit him, he immediately left your arms.

"Shit, shit shit..."
He at once turned towards another direction, placing one hand on hip and with the other he brushed his hair in frustration.

This was odd. He didn't know what he was doing and why. He didn't want to do all this. But he couldn't control on himself. He didn't know why his heart ached seeing tears in your eyes. According to him he didn't give a shit about your feelings. But all this was just sending him mad. And he was unable to understand this.

"Get out!"
He told you, still facing the other side.

And you were left stiff like a stone. He couldn't leave you like this, without giving you any answer, without clearing the matter.

"Get out I said!"
His voice echoed in the classroom much more louder than earlier.

You stood in front of him.

"No...I won't go until you give me the answer."
You told him in a stubborn voice.

He looked at you with questioning eyes.

"Why can't you love me back?? What is it I can't do for you?? Why can't I deserve you?? Why can't I be able to you??"

Your nonstop questions puzzled him even more. He knew one day he had to face these questions. And he had thought the clear cut answers, that he would give you, for so long.

He had thought to tell you clearly you're not the one he wanted, that you didn't have the qualities he needed..a bold, modern, confident, fashionable, stylish and gorgeous girl he wanted..who, when stood beside him, he could proudly call her his girlfriend, and he had found the one.
He had thought to tell you that he didn't want a nerd like you, so quiet and shy that couldn't even speak in public..who only worried to top every subject. Who didn't wear tight and trendy dresses just because being shy of what people would say. Who never did make up just because you're afraid it would damage your skin. Who, according to him, didn't even know what fashion was.

But now, when it was the time to tell, he felt like his tongue got tied in his throat. For a few seconds he was finding words to say in reply.

"Answer me!"
You demanded the reply, on which he stole his gaze from you.

"Because I...I hate relationships. I consider it waste of time. These things are not made for me."
He tried to keep his words as sugar-coated as he could, but himself felt like his voice was rising from a dark and deep well.

Once his last sentence completed, he opened the classroom door and rushed outside like if he spent one more second, his breaths would stop...

He left...leaving you behind, sobbing hard.

You knew this was not the answer, you knew he hid the real words. And you knew he didn't think of you for one second, never. But you didn't know that you didn't have the qualities he needed in a girl...you could never have.

You sat down on your knees, tears rolling down your eyes like they just wanted to burn every single drop of your blood today, like they would never come in the name of Yoongi after today, ever.

At this time you had only one complaint from God..

If his name wasn't written in your fate, then why did God put his love in your heart??
If he wasn't made for you, then why did God make you crazy for him??
If he doesn't love you, then why doesn't God just put his love out of your heart??

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