"Tae— oh sorry, can I call you that?" He chuckled a bit and nodded. "Tae... I don't want you to die. You seem so interesting and I wanna learn more about you. So please... Try to stay alive?"

He stiffened slightly. Nothing was said. The air grew heavy. He didn't make eye contact.

"Tae...?" I hesitantly said. His eyes met mine but quickly looked away again. I sighed.

"I can't..." He mumbled. "As I said, there's a lot you don't know about me. Every day I have to go through my own personal hell. If you had to go through that, wouldn't you want to escape?" He was right. I would. Anyone would.

"I— yeah. I know what you mean."

"You see Jungkook, living the way I am I can't really see much for myself in the future. And if I can't even see a future for myself, what's the point? It's obvious I don't wanna live, there's really nothing left for me Kook... Can I call you that?" He smiled at the end.

I remained unamused. I didn't want him to die. He was too sweet, too good for this horrible world.

"Kook? You ok?" I got out of my daze.

"O-Oh yeah. Sorry..."

"You seem a bit out of it." He chuckled.

"That's because I don't want you to die."

He became serious. Again, no eye contact.

"I've told you why I can't stay Kook... You know that..."

I felt my eyes welling up, my nose started to run. I held my head in my hands. "Please..." I sniffled.

"Wait, are you crying?"