The cold breeze of the wind makes my hair float in the air as I look outside the window car.

I know my hair is going to get tangled later on but I just want to enjoy the wind. "If we used my convertible car, you wouldn't be hanging your head on the window like a dog in the movies." Jimin brags while he drives my car and he's annoying.

"Don't make me kick you out of my own car." I snickered.

"Don't make me crash this crap." I withdraw from my position and face him, he has this annoying smile on his face again. "My car is probably better." He presses.

"This car is a gift from my parents so you better watch your mouth," I warn and his lips released a low chuckle.

"Mine is a bribe." His voice is audible but the playful smile on his face is now replaced with a sad one.

"What do you mean?" I ask but he just shrugs. I don't want to inquire more about his statement because he doesn't seem to want a conversation about it.

The wind keeps getting cooler as we go by the road, and my eyes immediately notice a sea, we're heading to the beach. Dockweiler is one of the closest beaches here in our place, but I haven't visited it for years. We usually go to Santa Monica because it has the most famous beach here.

After a thirty-minute drive, we finally arrive and I jumped out of the car first and looked at the area, there are no children playing around the sand and building sandcastles. No old men are sitting around with their huge bellies and there's no one wearing a bathing suit around.

There's just no one around the beach.

It says closed.

That's why barriers are blocking the entrance of the beach.

I heard the car door close and look back at Jimin. "It's close you dumbass." I roll my eyes and plans to go back inside the car when Jimin surprisingly pulls me by the arm and led the way.

The moment we arrived in front of the barriers we stopped and just a few seconds Jimin climbed over it and jumped to the other side. "What are you doing? This is trespassing!" I said through gritted teeth as I roam my eyes around to see if anyone is looking at us.

"No one commits trespassing at broad daylight." He reasoned out, but that doesn't prove a point. My parents will be really disappointed if they pick me up at the police station later.

"I don't know Jimin. Let's just go back." I said and turn my feet to return to my car and drive back home.

"Are you really leaving me alone here?" He yells and I ignore him, he better follow me here and goes back home. I don't want to get myself involved in some turbulence.

I hear the sound of keys being shaken and I turn around to see Jimin holding my car keys out in the air. "If you want to walk and go home, that's fine with me." He twitches his shoulders and then opens his arms wide as if he's welcoming me to go back and trespass at a close beach.

I sighed and admit my defeat. When I reached the barriers he lends a helping hand for me to climb easier. "Thanks," I said when I enter the other side. "You're bailing me out of jail if we get caught." He laughs genuinely and it's the first time that I see him laugh like this. His eyes disappear for a little while and I find him really attractive, it's like I'm enchanted.

"How can I bail you if we both get caught?" He asks.

"It's your problem, not mine." I counterattack and he just smiles.

We are walking on the sand for a few minutes already and my feet are starting to get hurt. The sun is blazing hot and if not because of the strong wind multiple beads of sweat are already forming on the side of my face.

I can't tell Jimin to retreat, but I can really see the hint of excitement in his eyes the exact moment when we started walking. It's like he's going to take me to somewhere unnatural or creepy, but I'm having a thought that he's not that type of person.

I don't know, I don't really know him at all. All I know is that his name is Jimin Park and he's annoying, boastful, pervert, must be rich, gorgeous, and an asshole.

I happen to trust him sometimes which is really weird. After all the things he did to me, I know I should keep a distance from him. But there are also the good deeds that he did for me, maybe those are the reasons why I'm still trusting him and giving him a chance to prove that he's not actually the person that I thought he is.

"It's quite hot, here." He hands me a folded handkerchief and I look at it strangely. What am I suppose to do with a handkerchief if it's hot?

"Oh thanks, but the wind is strong enough for me to not sweat." I give him an assuring smile but he rolls his eyes at me. He takes a step towards me which I didn't expect and then he unfolds the handkerchief. "What are you doing?" I ask but he didn't answer.

He then places the cloth on my head and gently lifts my chin and removes his hand slowly. His hands went back to the side ends of the handkerchief over my head and he gently tugs it downward.

He examines my face with those brown eyes of him and in just a short time his face managed to move forward and our lips are only inches apart.

I know what's happening next and I close my eyes in anticipation.

I waited for seconds to feel his lips land onto mine but only the texture of cloth under my chin is what I felt. I slowly open my eyes and he's really focused on tying the side ends of handkerchief under my chin into a knot.

"There you go. I hope that helps." I blush at his sweet gesture and for being embarrassed about thinking that he's going to kiss me. Why am I even thinking about that? Maybe because he already kissed me twice, but this time I freaking anticipated it and it's really strange of me.

"Thank you." He smirks and continues to walk the same direction he's heading earlier.

This kind of thing about him makes me question myself if he's really a bad person. He has done many evil things to me, called me names, and lied to me. Is he really that bad?

I feel like walking in the desert and the only difference is that there's water next to us.

Every time I look back, we're getting farther and farther from the entrance and the barriers are not that visible anymore.

"We're here." Jimin enunciates as we arrived in front of a small fishing boat and I heave a sigh of relief, if we go and walk another meter I think I will not be able to catch up.

He then pulls the rope that's tied with the boat and without thinking clearly I helped him. "What are we going to do with this?" I ask as I hold the rope and make the boat come closer to the shore.

"What are boats used for?" He answered with a question.

"People use it to travel the water," I answer.

"Precisely." He smiles and with all our might we pulled the rope together and the boat finally reaches the shore.

He gestures for me to get on the boat and I nod then went near the boat, I couldn't climb on my own and my shoes eventually reach the cold water. He notices that I'm struggling on getting into the boat he groans and removes his shoes and dumps it on the sand away from the waves.

Stupid of me to forget removing my shoes before dipping in the water. He then joins me and lends me a helping hand. I gladly hold onto his hand as I make my way inside the boat and he follows.

"Do you know how to drive a boat?" I curiously ask him.

"Of course I do." There's that smug look on his face again that I really despise about him. He opens a small lid and it revealed the machine of the boat, he started pulling something and the engine started to sound slow until the engine growled louder.

"I was just testing it in case we ran out of gas in the middle of the ocean." I know he's trying to scare me and I just made a face at him and he eventually laughs.

He then removes the rope tied onto the boat and grabs the paddle to push the boat away from the shore. "Ready?" He asks and I smile as I nod.

He starts the engine again and the boat flees away from the seashore. The wind got stronger and I hold tightly onto the handkerchief in case it flies away.

"Are we going to an island?" Adrenaline rushes all over my body as the thought of going to an island whirls inside my head.

"No." He raises an eyebrow at me and that made me roll my eyeballs at him.

"Where are we heading then?" I huffed. He didn't answer which made me annoyed at him even more. I cross my arms in front of my chest when I realized that Jimin's knot on the handkerchief is strong enough to not be blown by the wind.

We're going too far already, the color of the water is changing into dark blue, and it only means that the water is deep down here.

The sun is slowly going down but its rays are still causing too much pain on my skin. This little boat doesn't have a roof to protect from both of us from the flaming heat of the sun.

I turn around to see Jimin maneuvering the machine. "Is everything okay?" I ask.

"Yeah." He says without even looking at me. The further we go, the more I am getting nervous, thoughts like the boat might sink, a shark might come and attack us and the boat running out of gas in the middle of the ocean are just a few of them.

Lana crosses my mind in hopes that she would also want to experience something like this.

Lana.

"Hey Jimin, what happened to Lana last night?" I ask and curve lines formed on his forehead.

"Who's Lana?"

"The one with quite the dark complex and short hair. Oh! And a very bright smile." I hope the last part helps.

"Oh, that chick." I don't like him calling women like some bunch of broods but that's not important right now.

"I think Taehyung sent her home." He said and all I did was nod, after this trip, I told myself that I'll be messaging Lana to make sure she's safe. How can I forget about her?

"Put this on." His light blue button-up shirt appears on my side and I stare at him as he stands behind my back.

"No, it's okay." I think he needs it more, he's paler than me. It'll be my fault if he gets a sunburn. It's a rare sight that he's wearing something that showcases his arms, in addition to it, his tattoos are visible, just wearing a white shirt makes him look different.

He looks incredibly hot. Simple, but hot.

"I insist Eli." I jolt at the strange nickname that he just called me. He shakes the cloth and I timidly smiled at him as I take it and then wear it. It smells like cinnamon, which is strange, but nice.

I don't see any land in our direction, there's just water and water. Endless water.

Jimin already proved that he can drive a boat, but if he really knows the way to wherever he's planning to go is still a wonder to me.

Another hour goes by and it's already three in the afternoon, still, we're heading nowhere. The sun is almost touching the ocean. The heat is already bearable and the big waves are gone, the water will be completely still if it isn't because of the boat.

A few seconds later the engine stopped and my face drops. "What's happening? Did we run out of gas?" I said in a panicky voice. We stopped in the middle like what he predicted. There are only two things in my mind. One we really ran out of gas and neither of us didn't expect it to happen or two, he planned all of this.

"Silly little girl." He laughs and I cringe at him for calling me a little girl. "We're here." He announces and I look around to see nothing but water.

Something moved below my feet and it's wood. I turn around to see that Jimin is trying to get the plank of wood. I stand up and go to the other end of the boat.

He's putting the two long planks of wood horizontal to the two small portions of woods used as seats of the boat. I watch him do his thing and he eventually lays down on one of the planks.

"Lie down." He taps the plank on his right and I nervously walk towards it. "Don't worry, at times like this the ocean is very still and the weather is perfectly fine. If the weather changes its mood at least I can swim." My stomach churns at the mention of the word swim.

I can't swim.

If something went wrong, I'm probably going to die, and there's no one else here besides the two of us.

"Just trust me." He taps again on the plank of wood and I nod. I slowly sit and then lie flat on the hardwood. "Relax." He instructs with a short chuckle.

I took a deep breath as the view of the clear sky is the only thing that I can see. "Beautiful isn't it?" He started. "It's really calming to watch the sky, even if there's nothing really happening to it." I notice that the clouds are slowly moving and it's somehow fascinating.

"You're weird." I slightly laugh.

"I know." He rides along.

"But this is nice." I never thought in my entire life that I'll be lying down in the middle of the ocean just to watch the skies with someone I barely know. "Do you have a multiple personality disorder?" I joke. He's nice, then bad, then sweet, then rude, and then this, weird.

He turns to his right and I felt the boat wobble for a bit making my heart beat faster. "That's a little offensive, but I don't have." He acted hurt but I didn't buy it. "I always do this whenever I feel troubled. It makes me calm in a way that no one can understand."

"I do understand." I interrupt. It's really calming. The sound of the slow wind, the water, and a few creaks from the old boat.

Silence is beautiful.

"That's good to hear." He shifts and turns to face the sky again. "How are things between you and Ryan?" There was a long pause before he said Ryan's name.

"Good." I avoid going into details.

"Do you really love him?" I hear the hint of hesitation in his voice when he asks me the question.

"Yeah." Is all I managed to say.

"Then why did you kissed me back?"

"I, I don't know." I honestly answered. I don't know what got into me when he made a move on me. It's like my body is betraying me. I can't give him a definite answer to his question because I'm still confused. One thing that I'm sure about is that I love Ryan and that's it.

"I guess you don't love him enough." He disagrees with my thought which made me a little mad.

"What made you said that?"

"You already cheated on him when you kissed me back in your room." He started and I'm already not liking where this conversation is leading to. "You should've avoided me, yet you kissed—"

"Okay stop! Stop." I sat down the wooden plank and I instantly regretted it when the boat starts shaking. "That's because you kissed me and I thought—"

"You thought it'll be rude if you're not going to kiss me back?" He asks, his voice sounds hurt.

"No! That's not what I mean."

"Then what is it? Why did you kiss me back, twice?"

"Are we really going to talk about this? Here?" I asked in an annoyed voice. He's also sitting down on the plank now, he's looking at me with a painful expression.

"Why don't you admit it?"

"Admit what?"

"That you don't love him."

"I do love him." I defended.

"Then why cheat on someone you love?" He presses. He's making it sound like I'm the bad person here, well, in fact, he's also one of those guys in tv series that hooks around with every girl in their neighborhood.

"I'm not having this conversation with you."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to. Can we just go home?" I ask him, I don't expect him to say yes.

"Admit that you don't love him." He demands.

"I love Ryan," I said the contrasting words of what he wanted me to say.

"You don't." He said in a dead tone.

"What do you want now Jimin? You don't get to tell me what to do or whom should I love!" My voice raises at his absurd statement.

"I'm just pointing out that you don't love him enough."

"So what are you suggesting me to do? Break up with him?" I raise a brow at him and cross my arms.

"No." He denies. "If you love him, does it mean it's okay for you if I disappear?" Just like the ocean right now I remained still. I didn't expect that question from him, I'm not prepared for an answer.

I know just a simple 'yes' would finish everything but there's something inside me that stops me from saying it.

I don't know what to feel if he'll disappear. Will I throw a party and be festive about it? Or will I sob on the corner of my room and stare at the wilderness? I don't know.

I don't even know anything about him. He's not even important to me, but I can't seem to hurt his feelings.

Yes, he did make me feel different emotions that I didn't feel whenever I'm around with Ryan. But that doesn't mean that I'm never going to feel it with Ryan, that's just impossible.

"I'll take that as a yes." He says and stands up to go to the engine, I look down and reminisce how this dreadful conversation started. Seconds later I felt the engine started and we're going back.

It was the longest boat ride of my life, we never speak again, even inside the car on the way back home.

I look at the sky and it's already pink. I silently hoped that we should've stayed longer and watched how the sky changes color, but I'm already home, and my mom keeps bombarding me with questions about my whereabouts earlier.

My mouth is dry from not speaking in an hour and a half, and my heart won't allow me to say something. I just went to my room and stare at the ceiling, my head's spinning around Jimin and Ryan.

But mostly Jimin.