Taehyung's POV

I sighed as I looked beside me at the empty seat. This was the third day. Third day without someone calling me jerk or grunting at me in annoyance. I felt different. Something was missing.

She was missing.

I looked to my front again, hearing some girls whisper at me to notice them. But I didn't bother act like a playboy now. I was annoyed.

I looked over at a familiar girl sitting in front of me. I knew I saw her somewhere but I couldn't remember. After moments of deep thinking I finally placed it.

"Soo Jae," I whispered.

She looked behind at me in wonder as if she had just witnessed an alien speak.

"You called me?" She asked.

"Yeah, what's wrong with that?"

"You are talking to me. That's what's wrong. I'm just as unknown in school as that trash bin over there. So how come you know my name and you can't even remember the names of the girls you dated??"

Well, that was another big mouth to handle. Now I see why she was (Y/N)'s friend.

"You're (Y/N)'s friend, aren't you?" I asked.

"Ooohh, that's why. I thought the laws of universe changed and the apocalypse was close, thank god. Yes, I am. Why?"

"Have you seen her? She hasn't come to school for three days."

"Ooohhhh, you are worried about her? Aaaww. But, sadly, I don't know. She didn't talk to me about anything."

"I'm not worried about her," I tried to defend.

"Yeah, right, and fish can't swim in water, too." She turned back to face the teacher before I could have the chance to say anything else.

I sighed again, remembering what happened that night after I drove her to school.

"You brought a girl to the house??!"

"Umm, yeah. What's wrong with that? I do bring some over to the house, sometimes, dad," I said to my angry father.

"Yes, but those girls were daughters of well-known business men that I knew personally. Not some random one!"

"Dad, we were just doing a project."

"My son should not interact with those kinds of people. My son-"

"Your son has his own life and could decide for himself." I cut him off harshly. I never spoke to my dad like that before. Even though he controlled almost all my decisions in my life, I never had the heart to stand against him in anything. It never seemed like it, but I was not the one to disobey his parents. I loved them too much to do so.

He blinked at me in astonishment. "Young man, I am doing all this for you. You should understand that."

"No, dad," I shook my head. "You're just doing it for yourself and for your reputation in front of the people. You don't care about what I actually feel or whether I agree or not."

He stared at me in anger. And he slapped me.

My head turned to the side because of that slap, not daring to look at him again. I blinked the tears away and grabbed my jacket, walking away from the furious man who never took his eyes away from me.

I walked towards the exit and left, the darkness of the night inhaling me and taking me in with a slight breeze. I drove my black car with no destination in my head. But my unconscious mind let me drive all the way to a specific house.

Yeah, that house.

(Y/N)'s house.

I got out of the car and leaned on its door, staring blankly at her window and remembering the last thing that happened when I first entered her room.

I smiled to myself like an idiot, not knowing why I even got there. Should I knock on her door? No, her mother might be in there and I just didn't want to make any more trouble. Besides, I don't think she wanted to see me now.

But I couldn't go back home. So I just stayed like that, staring at a window of a dark room in the cold air of the night.

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I sighed now, again. I sat in that same cafe where I last saw her before seeing her dad. I had hoped to see her here but until now, I didn't see her, only sat there drinking my coffee boredly. I hadn't realized how much I missed her being there. Just what was wrong with me?! I never thought of one person like that in my life before, she was taking in all my thoughts.

I looked at the dark liquid that emitted some smoke. And suddenly I heard a familiar voice that made my heart twist.

"Excuse me, sir, what was your order again?"

I looked up to see that same familiar figure that occupied my mind the whole time.

(Y/N)...