All my life I have been only chasing one thing.

My dreams.

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"Miso! Hey, psst."

Hm? Who the hell?

My eyes felt as if they were glued to the skin they were hovering above. My mind was in ecstasy, flying in the clouds. Even though my eyes were closed, I could feel the slight smile edged onto my lips, uplifting my mood the moment I gained consciousness.

"Don't just walk away like that, okay? T-Tell me before you leave... If you're worried, I'm here. I'm here to hear your problems, hm? I will never judge you."

He hugged me back...

Yay!

"MISO TF ARE YOU DEAD OMG PLEASE GOD NO-"

Jimin. Fuck you too~

"I'm alive!" I huffed, weakly groaning as I supported my body under the soft mattress.

Mattress? 

Since when did forests provide sheets for humans?

My eyes shot open when my breath hitched, staring at the crowd of students almost suffocating the entire tent, gazing at me with concerned and curious faces.

P.S. Some even had cameras filming me, like what the heck?

Never felt this judged.

"What's... What's going on?" I gulped, hiding under the mattress even more, like an afraid squirrel.

"Exactly. What's going on with you?! How could you simply just run into a forest like that? Without even thinking about the consequences or possible outcomes? It could get you killed." Our teacher yelled with his shrill voice as the pits of my stomach penetrated deeper into an awful sentiment.

"I'm sorry sir."

"That does not solve the things that could have been ruined." He scoffed as his chocolate brown hair flew with the wind and black eyes rolled, complimenting the perfect texture of his skin tone. Did I ever mention that this teacher is our school's most young and handsome teacher?

"Imagine breaking a vase and then saying sorry as if it meant nothing. The trust and the problem created can never be fixed once it is shattered into pieces." 

Awh, my guy.

Why are you so poetic?

And there sat Kim Taehyung, right beside the pillow I was laying on, with his legs spread apart as he eyed down at me with suspicious and notorious expressions of... blankness?

"Why won't you say something to him? He was the one that started all of this-" 

I pointed at him as he clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"AM I TALKING TO HIM?!"

Uh...

"Huh-"

"I'M TALKING TO YOU, AREN'T I? DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!"

"Oh, Okay! I'm sowwyyy!" 

Who knew my plan would backfire so badly?

Taehyung snickered as an evil chuckle escaped his lips. What a hoe.

"Whatsoever that is!" Sir pushed his glasses onto the brim of his nose as he ordered the bulk of the students to disperse and go back to sleep. It was already 1 am by the time we returned back here.

Looks like Taehyung carried me back all the way from that wild jungle. Oof...

"Now that we're alone..." He started, as Jimin looked at him with sus eyes. 

"Now that we're alone...?" Jimin hummed in question as he smirked and wiggled his eyebrows at Sir who practically hissed at him, smacking his head.

Jimin, why do you always think so dirty?

"Let me complete." He eyed us. 

There was pin-drop silence. Now that the students had finally moved back to their tents and most probably slept, the atmosphere turned eerie and suspenseful.

He cleared his throat and spoke again,

"Miso, since you went so deep and far into the woods, to find 'Taehyung' and now you're all scared and weak, it is your punishment that YOU are going to stay in this tent for the whole night with him!"

ohhh...

wait...

what?

WHA-

"WHAT?" Jimin screeched, making me squeak at the sudden shock. 

"Why? You got any problem, Mr. Park?"

"I mean, how can a girl stay in a tent all night with a boy-"

"Oh! That's so right! How could I not even think of such a stupid thing!" Sir slapped his hand on his forehead as he gasped with a dramatic voice and big eyes filled with 'shock'.

"Exactly sir! I'm so smart!"

"Then, how about you sleep in the open, on the grass, and guard Miso all night for her safety?"

Ooooo

Jimin got trapped-

hAhAhAhAhA-

"HUH? What the hell, no!" He shook his head, walking back in fear as sir advanced towards him with big strides and a mouth emphasizing pride and dominance. Taehyung just changed the angle of his head and enjoyed the show, murmuring a small 'karma' as I closed my eyes in disbelief.

"There's no tent for you anyway." 

"WHY?"

"Because you didn't help anyone in setting it up!"

"SO WHAT?"

"So this."

And the next moments were literally chaos of unwilling screams from Jimin as he glued his ass onto the tent and Sir kept trying to pull it until they both almost fell on each other and Jimin complimented him for his sexy lips, getting a punch on his face.

I totally ship.

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Now,

This is the most awkward and embarrassing moment of my life... 

Kim Taehyung lay down right beside me as he used his phone all the time, humming a song in his deep voice as if he was the only one that existed in the tent. There was a smudge of dark-red almost black blood at the side of his right lip, seeming like someone hit him. Maybe that's what happened in the woods...

I closed my eyes, trying to get some sleep again but as soon as I heard the deep exhale, my hands involuntarily clutched the sheets below me. 

What if he says something weird?

Even with my shut eyes, I could feel the peculiar gaze almost making holes through my existence as I gulped making it even obvious that I hadn't acquired even an ounce of sleep ever since I woke up. I woke up feeling so damn fresh that there was no reason for me to sleep again anyway...

"Do you remember what you did?"

I tried recalling his whisper but the very next moment, I felt a presence on top of me, hovering above my body with two arms cages on either side.

What is he up to?

"Sometimes you act so fearless and simply so charming that it makes me wanna taste your cherry lips."

His finger came in contact with the hair on my face as he stuck the strand behind my ear, gliding his smooth and warm fingers over the roughness of my covering. It made my heart beat like crazy.

Nah, that's not what I feel. I almost felt like my heart exploded and all the butterflies flew out of it, making the beats irregular and a part of heat to conquer my face.

The next moment, I felt his thumb caressing the lower lip of mine that ached to be touched since I regained my memories back. I missed this.

"I miss her..."

"I miss Heejin... I missed you Heejin..." 

Huh?

You? Why'd he refer to me?

He spoke raspily as his face came nearer to me with sheer perfection. His hot breaths fanned all over my face.

And the next thing I knew,

He put his lips on mine.

...

WHAT THE HELL?!

DIDN'T HE SAY HE DESPISED ME?

My eyelids automatically disobeyed my brain's words, opening almost with a hiccup as tears accumulated in my eyes.

He kept moving his lips softly and hastily like he was desperate for it. His hands complied with the same, encircling my waist as he moved his fingers up and down, soothing my countenance. The saltishness of his dried blood melted into my mouth as it melted with the colliding saliva we shared at the moment.

He sighed slightly, making the kiss deeper as his bangs waved with the little wind coming through the tiny space below the tent, almost tickling my forehead and causing a deep desire to stir within me, but... I will not let it overcome me. I will fight this because I feel,

statued.

How should I react?

Shall I be happy that he's acknowledging me and pouring his love upon me or shall I be sad and heartbroken that he's kissing his lover's 'killer'? 

Even though I never killed 'Heejin' that is, me myself, it hurts to know that he's living in the fallacy that I'm the evil one yet he's kissing me as if his life depends upon it...

You failed me, Kim Taehyung...

A few tears escaped the tear duct that too, was speechless and shocked at the sudden gesture. Nevertheless, I shut my eyes back, slowly crying deep inside.

He stopped kissing me as he began marking butterfly pecks all over my mouth and upper neck with his wet lips, almost as passionately as ever. 

I never thought I'd be this sad to kiss him.

I thought it would be all flowery and romantic when it happens.

But the thought that what if I really was killed? What if he really was kissing my twin instead of me? 

That shit hurt...

It all smothered me. 

And, that was my last straw. Before I could calm my temper, I pushed him off me with a strong thud, sitting back up, breathing heavily.

He stopped moving. His head shot up, slowly. However, it seemed as if he kind of expected it and looked unfazed. But I was too carried away in emotions to understand anything. The world around me was spinning in a whorl of emotions and hopeless pleas of giving up. I felt like giving up. I felt disturbed. I felt torn apart in all of the possible ways.

"HOW COULD YOU?" I shouted, not caring if it would wake up the students or how Mr. Kim would make me lay out instead of Jimin as a punishment. I just shivered with the taste of pure betrayal and I gulped it in, trying to somehow endure it and make it my strength.

Silence.

"Didn't you love my fucking sister? Didn't you care for her? Of course! You 'did'. Now I see how you accomplished it... You remained fucking loyal to her, like right now. Right, Kim Taehyung?" I gulped in the saliva. My head was almost banging itself in pain and was exhausted. I wanted peace...

"That's how you respect her after she dies... That's how you show you love her and most importantly, 

I stopped to look at his expression through my blurry eyes one last time but that was a mistake. 

Why should I take his feelings into consideration when all he is doing is smirking like a shameless bitch with those icicle-cold eyes?

That's how you make her want to dismiss you from her life."

I finally said it all. How long could I even hide it? My heart was filled with the pressure of letting it all out. 

After almost a sickening minute of silence, he replied with the worst thing I would ever expect him to say. 

"Why does that matter anymore? She's no more. It's just you and me now... Didn't you like me though? It wouldn't be a problem then..."

How...

My fists curled up in helplessness. I felt like balling them and punching him hard in his gut so that he never has the guts to speak bullshit to me anymore but I couldn't bring myself to do so. I had no justification to give. 

Why would my twin hurt Taehyung for her 'sister' that she tried to kill for him?

"Then you better stop with the fake facade of depression just because you lost a 'lover'."

He glared at me suddenly as if what I spoke was a taboo topic for him.

What happened now?

"Stop trying to gain attention and sympathy from everyone. You clearly don't care for your so-called 'lover' whom you claim to love for an eternity." I courageously spit at his face as he growled in displeasure with my phrase.

I have to admit, he's the scariest when angry. But not that I'm going to not speak or explain my inner thoughts because of a mere fear, right? If I stop now, then I will be stopped forever. I cannot let him or his powers suppress me.

The next second, I felt my feet no more touching the sheets. I...

I was floating in the air?!

"Stop pretending..." I carelessly rolled my eyes.

Well, I do not care what he does. 

"Well then, why did you pretend to care when you almost choked me for leaving you alone and wandering in the woods because it was dangerous?"

"BECAUSE I DO CARE!"

"AND WHY IS THAT?"

.....

Why do I care? Good question.

Hm...

Asshole.

I care because I love you. I care because you are important to me. I care because I just... 

Sigh.

I care just because I care...

How could I say it out loud? 

Well, guess what? 

I'm not the one to keep grudges or keep things within me even though they are sour as hell. Who knows what might happen in life or in the future? So, it's better to just do and say what you prefer rather than caging your thoughts or feelings for someone.

You may think 'I'll say it someday else'...

But what if that someday never comes? What if that mission never accomplishes? What if that person is no more to hear what you have to say? Or, what if you're no more to say what you wanted to, to that person?

That would be the worst part of it, right? You didn't even get the chance to tell them.

This doesn't only apply to love... It applies to any emotion you might be feeling. Maybe someone underestimates you too much and bitches about you, thinking you're stupid. YOU need to tell them that you aren't really stupid and even smarter than they could ever be in their whole life. 

Just because you are suppressed by them and keep silent, thinking you'll roast them someday else, will never help. Don't lock your feelings.

Acknowledge them, understand them, and let them out at the right time. That's the best choice.

"Because I love you, shithead." I sniffed a couple of times, trying to calm myself. 

I don't want to cry in front of him. 

"There are just... There are some things you will never understand. Some misunderstandings will never be cleared. It's just better to stay away. It's better to never talk." 

He kept standing as if he had turned deaf all of a sudden. And that empty expression. Oh how much I hate it. Is he contemplating? Is he enjoying my miserable state?

I thought that maybe, just maybe he would turn senile because of my state. Maybe, I was his weakness. But his playful, psychopathic gaze doesn't suggest the same.

"In short, you betrayed Heejin. And, you can never find true love. I curse you." With the weird hand-cursing gestures, I ended my character for the chapter as I walked out of the tent, unzipping it along with my pillow.

True love? Huh! He will never find someone as pretty and worthy as me anyway.

Let's see if Jisoo is merciful enough to let me sleep with her.

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Third Person POV

"Curse me, you say..." Taehyung repeated the words, as he kept sitting where Miso pushed him, with scarce but real tears dropping from his eyes as they turned red in a foreign emotion. Was it his supernatural soul crying out of despair too?

"You will also never understand some things, Heejin. You will never know I'm so mean to you in this birth." He muttered, darting his gaze to the spot from where she left, as the howling cold wind touched his warm tears as if empathizing with his soul and trying to provide him with some comfort.

"You think you're smarter? Well then, sorry baby because I know the things you know ever since the first day."

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The end is near, I said. Is it, though? *smirks*

What if I meant, the end of their love? *gasps* 

Vote if you felt the angst.

And wait for me. Don't leave or Imma give you all the sad ending.

And, could anyone discover the plot-twist in the end?

See you in the next chapter! 

~Rose