"CONGRATULATIONS!" Everyone yells as they cheer and scream my name. I whoop and clap along with them.

BTS has joined me at my family's restaurant to celebrate my graduation. BTS was very surprised since I had only mentioned a holiday and not an actual graduation. That's because my teacher isn't very organized and accidentally gave the class the wrong details. We were very confused, assuming the additional term was for the majors or the students who chose additional subjects. But it was all completed, and the teacher was just confused about what month it is.

He was very pleased to find out that we were finished with him. So am I.

"We've finally graduated!" Kirra giggles, excitement flooding through her. She has been giddy all day, ever since I introduced her to BTS. She cried for an hour but calmed down after that.

"Are you ready to perform?" I ask her, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively. I decided to show my family that the schooling was all worth it by performing for them tonight. I wrote a piece to sing, and Kirra decided to sing one of my songs.

"Of course I'm ready! When we've finished eating," She grins as the waiters bring out the food to the table.

Jimin is sitting across from me, but I'm not giddy or excited by this right now.

Since the first shoot, Jimin has become really distant from me. He'd message me as usual, but it would be temporary. He also stopped inviting me to the music video shoots. I recall our minor fight when we texted last night.

. . . . . 

Last night:

LILLY: Hey, how is the shoot?

LILLY: Jimin?

LILLY: Text me when you get home...

JIMIN: Hi...

LILLY: Yah! Where have you been? I was getting worried!

JIMIN: Just finishing for the day.

LILLY: Have you eaten?

JIMIN: Yeah. We got back to the hotel a few hours ago.

LILLY: ... you've been free for hours and haven't messaged me?

JIMIN: I guess...

LILLY: What's wrong Jimin?

JIMIN: Nothing

LILLY: You have been weird with me since the first shoot. Is it the fans? Has the article made you not want to be with anyone? Have you found someone new?

JIMIN: What makes you think this has anything to do with me?

LILLY: Are you suggesting I did something wrong?

JIMIN: I need to rest. We are to meet you at your family's restaurant?

LILLY: Don't change the subject after saying something like that...

JIMIN: I need time, Lilly.

LILLY: Time? What do you need time for?

JIMIN: I think you need time too... to decide who you really like...

LILLY: What does that mean?

JIMIN: I'll see you at 6 pm tomorrow night, okay?

LILLY: You will talk to me tomorrow night... goodnight.

. . . . . 

I glance up at him, but he is looking down at the food, eating normally. Has he already forgotten about our conversation last night, or is he just a really good actor?

If he's just a good actor, I'll never be able to trust him.

I pout, taking my feelings out on my food.

Stab, stab, stab.

"Can I sit here?" I look up to see Yoongi looking down at me. He has moved from his seat and wants to sit next to me now. I nod, watching him delicately sit down beside me, without looking at me.

What is he looking at?

Oh...

I follow Yoongi's line of sight and find myself looking at a glowering Jimin. They are both glaring at each other as if Yoongi made some terrible mistake.

Is this why Jimin has been in a bad mood? Has he been fighting with his members?

I ignore both of them and return to my food, shuffling so I am practically facing Kirra who is sitting on my other side.

Fuck them all.

Not my monkeys, not my circus.

. . . . . 

Yoongi:

Yoongi smirks across the table. Jimin sends him daggers, making Yoongi snicker. They have been like this for the past 2 weeks, since the first visit to the music video photo shoot where Yoongi sat beside Lilly.

Yoongi didn't mean to fall for her, and he's not intentionally fighting with Jimin. Namjoon has tried talking to them, but Jimin is too stubborn to admit he's jealous and Yoongi is too proud to admit he has fallen for the girl Jimin likes.

If he wants her, he has to try harder to get her.

Yoongi smirks as he recalls their conversation last night.

. . . . . 

Jimin, Last night:

"Yah, Jimin," Jimin looks up begrudgingly, spotting Yoongi gesturing to the bedroom behind him. He's smirking again.

He's been smirking all goddamn day.

Jimin clenches his jaw and follows him inside. He wants to ask why he's bringing him in there, but he can't bring himself to speak down to his Hyung. He just folds his arms and waits for Yoongi to speak as he sits down on the bed.

"You look angry," Yoongi mumbles, sitting down on the bed across from him comfortably, his hands behind him, sprawled out.

Jimin decides not to respond, glaring at the wall beside him.

"You must know by now. Namjoon has already asked me," Yoongi continues to speak casually, almost as if the situation is humorous to him.

"I don't know what you mean," Jimin frowns, ignoring the nagging voice in the back of his head, screaming at him to confront him.

Yoongi scoffs, leaning forward.

"Don't lie. Do you want me to say it?" Jimin peers up at him. He narrows his eyes in anger as Yoongi's grin widens a little more.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Jimin looks down again, trying to control his anger.

"I guess you'd prefer I told you?" Yoongi sighs, "Fine, so be it,"

Jimin grunts as Yoongi pulls his chin up so he is staring into his eyes. His humorous eyes. Laughing at him, like he's here to take her like he has no choice. Like he's not worth it.

"I like Lilly Min. No," He smirks, pinching his chin tighter, "I think I've fallen for her,"

Jimin snaps, pushing Yoongi's hand roughly. Jimin stands and swings his other hand around to punch Yoongi in the jaw, something he hasn't imagined doing before.

Yoongi catches Jimin's hand, grasping his wrist tightly. They glare at each other for a moment before Jimin pulls his hand out of Yoongi's grasp.

Yoongi tsks, chuckling as he shakes his head.

"Wow," He stands, "You're so scary when you're jealous,"

Jimin scoffs as Yoongi steps closer, closing the gap between them.

"I am also very scary when I'm jealous," He growls before turning and leaving the room, sauntering aggressively.

Jimin gasps as he slumps down and leans forward, cradling his head in his hands, hot angry tears flowing steadily down his red cheeks.

Does she like him?

Does she like him?

Does she like him?

Does she like me?

. . . . . 

Lilly, present:

So, it's going to be an awkward night.

I continue ignoring the two idiots to my right and engage in conversation with Namjoon and a manager.

"You can be a producer now, right?" The manager asks curiously.

"Yeah. I want to be a songwriter and producer. I want to help artists put together albums, but I also want to have the ability to produce music videos and things like that," I grin, already excited for my future.

"Hurry up and perform," Namjoon teases, grinning playfully, "I want to hear what you wrote,"

"And my voice, right?" Kirra asks cutely. I roll my eyes. She's been like this all night, well, ever since I introduced them. Namjoon has taken it in his stride.

"Of course," He winks, "I look forward to it,"

Kirra's chest swells.

"Come on, come on, come on, come on!" She squeals, gripping my arm tightly. I roll my eyes and allow her to stand me up and drag me to the stage we prepared.

Everyone turns and cheers. Even Jimin gives me a thumbs-up and a small smile. I feel a little better as I sit down in front of the piano, waiting for Kirra to introduce the song. Kirra stands, staring around at everyone who has gathered for them.

"Thank you, everyone," She beams, "First, Lilly will be performing a self-produced song called 'Goodbye'. Enjoy"

Everyone cheers again, quietening down quickly.

This is it...

I take a deep breath and begin.

"Baby you can say goodbye," I pause, allowing my voice to ring throughout the room. I continue.

"Tell me what you want, I'm not afraid.

Look into my eyes and tell me so.

Don't try to hide.

No need to lie.

I just want to know, why you gotta go.

I know...

I guess you got another girl.

I know...

Your love for me has faded away.

You know...

Still, you can't seem to let me go,"

"Baby you can say goodbye, turn away, just walk away.

Baby, you can let me go, cause being with me hurts me more.

All the love you gave me you can take it back.

All your love just take it back.

I'm not gonna shed another tear.

Just gonna let you go,"

I switch to rapping in Korean, causing Yoongi to go wide-eyed.

"Yo sorry my sweety
Your lips that told me that you were going to leave
Why does it give me a reason to be angry today?
I need to stop you; the words won't come out.
And you are already moving away."

I change again, smirking as my confidence rises. Namjoon begins a clapping chant.

"I know...

Our memories will fade away.

I know...

You won't even look my way.

You know...

Deep down inside I'm holding on,"

"Baby you can say goodbye, turn away, just walk away.

Baby, you can let me go, cause being with me hurts me more.

All the love you gave me you can take it back.

All your love just take it back.

I'm not gonna shed another tear.

Just gonna let you go,"

"You! Don't forget about our love,

You! The one and only I had was you...

Every reason for my life was you, my baby.

Why? Did you make me believe you?

Why? Don't you even deny it.

Falling apart what should I do?

This is all that's left of me.

Oooo..."

"Baby please don't say goodbye, tell me that it was all a dream.

Baby, please don't let me go, loving you was everything.

Hoping you'd remember all the time we shared.

There's just nothing to compare.

I'm not gonna shed another tear.

Just gonna let you go,"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh... I'm not gonna cry anymore.

Oh, oh, oh, oh... no, no, no, no.

Oh, oh, oh, oh... Baby, I'll just say goodbye...

Mmmm"

For a moment there's silence. All of a sudden, a cheer erupts. Everyone stands, cheering me on. Taehyung whistles, giving me a thumbs up.

I bow as everyone slowly calms down.

"Now, we have Kirra, singing her own song titled Shut Up."

I bow and exit the stage, leaving all eyes to fall on Kirra with her guitar.

As she begins singing, I lose myself in the days I spent writing that song.

I wanted to write a cute love song, but I didn't have it in me. I wrote this to relieve my feelings towards Jimin. Do I want him to say goodbye? Or do I want him to stay with me?

And then there's Yoongi in there messing with my feelings. How does he feel? Would I be cheating on Jimin if I tried to find out?

Stop thinking that.

I chastise myself.

You are not with Jimin, as he made perfectly clear. You don't have to give yourself to the first guy that meets your expectations.

I nod and finish watching Kirra's performance. I clap with everyone else and wait for her to take her seat again.

After congratulating her, I turn to Yoongi, who has been obviously, yet silently, trying to get my attention since I sat down. I smile at him.

"Did you like our performances?"

He nods, still staring at me. I smirk, allowing my confidence to rise to extreme heights.

"You wrote that?" He asks.

"Yeah," I smile, "I wrote it as one of my final assessments,"

Yoongi nods, his mouth still agape.

"It's really well done, you even mixed languages. It's professional," he mumbles, awed. I giggle.

"Well, technically I just graduated to be called a professional," I grin.

After a while, Yoongi grins, acting normal again. We talk for a little longer about music and songwriting. Meanwhile, Jimin looks on, obviously feeling jealous.

After everyone leaves, I am left exhausted. It's way past midnight, and I still have the graduation ceremony in the morning.

Just check your emails and collapse.

I scold myself as I enter my bedroom, open my laptop, and pull up the emails.

Just check for any emails from the school and jump into bed.

I scan through them when one catches my eye.

From: BIGHIT

To: LILLY MIN

Subject: Job application: Opportunity

The subject is written in Korean. Curious, I open it.

Holy shit.

It reads:

To Lilly Min,

We have received your audition video and would be delighted to have you on our team. As we understand it, you wish to be a producer. We would like to hire you as one of our staff.

For more information, respond to this email with your enthusiasm and we will send through the job overview and payroll details.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask.

Also, we will need a resume, a copy of the diploma, and a cover letter to ensure accurate identification.

We will send a representative to speak with you if you accept our offer.

Kind regards,

Bang Si-hyuk.

I stand and scream.

"What the fuck! What the fuck!"

"What's wrong with you?" My mum yells as she enters the room. I point blankly at my computer. She reads it. She is silent for a moment, but all of a sudden she turns to me and screams. I scream back, and we hug, jumping around the room together.

This is the best day of my life!